[Given that Adrian is all heart tonight, Trevor can't help feeling this is merely the illusion of choice. He would be carried, either against his will or of his own volition, and Adrian's merely giving him the opportunity to preserve his dignity.
Which he'll take, as obnoxiously as he can manage.]
Fine. [Trevor sighs, and holds an arm up for Adrian to help him.] Carry me, my prince.
no subject
Which he'll take, as obnoxiously as he can manage.]
Fine. [Trevor sighs, and holds an arm up for Adrian to help him.] Carry me, my prince.