Oh, they could have him up against a door when they got back from Ignis's shift. Nida loved those times when his partner was forceful with him. It was nice, partnering with another person who loved controlling as much as being controlled.

Though if he knew he was the main course, he'd probably ask what sauce he was being served with. What? He's horrid like that.

As it was he wrapped his arm around Ignis's waist as the door was locked, already having lowered the chicobo down so she could walk on her harness and leash. Soon she would be big enough that he'd need a new harness made.

"What's on the tarven menus today?"