Emcee pulls on his boots and slips his hand into Sinric's arm.

"Let's," he agrees, and they head out, with George trailing behind them.

Once inside Sinric's chambers, Emcee stops at the threshold and gapes in awe.

George zooms in over their heads and flies under the arches and around the columns with glee, enjoying the way his cheerful beeps and buzzes sound in the spaciousness.

"Oh my god," Emcee murmurs, stepping in further and craning his neck to take everything in. "That's it, I'm moving in with you," he jokes.