JW could only look around at the passing houses and hope nobody was seeing this.

"How considerate," he grumbled. "I'm a lucky man."

There wasn't really a lot he could do. He didn't want to start struggling because that could get both of them hurt. This hill was pretty steep. And also a part of him liked not having to walk. But then, oh, then, he noticed the view. No, not the city, the other view. The view he got when he looked down.

Oh, hello.

JW reached down with a long arm and experimentally prodded at one of Krem's asscheeks.

"What has it got in its pocketses."