Krem isn't familiar with the neighborhood, wonders if JW talks to his neighbors, but secretly hopes he does, just so he can maybe hear him gripe about it afterwards. He's been half dragged thanks to Jim, and he thinks, if that's JW's house, he can pay a little back in the final stretch.

"We do, though I'm missing something..." His fingers curl a little more tightly around the other man's hand, stops dead and gives a tug backward. It's not rough, he doesn't want to hurt him, but if there isn't much of a struggle, he'll heave him over his shoulder, his other arm coming around the back of his thighs so there isn't any chance of dropping him. "There we go, needed a little more weight." He'll pat his oversized load and grin, continuing on in his walking, and everything was right in the world.

"That one yours on the end, Wonderful?"