[Primly, Ithaqua removes his gloves so he can eat, though wraps his fingers around his elf's wrist first, giving it a brief squeeze.]

We have time to explore. I do not want to be idle, but I feel no rush to experience everything, either.

[When he lets go, he pulls the ring Urianger had given him off of the discarded glove and raises it.]

Besides, there are more pressing matters at the moment. You have an intent to marry me, hm? [With his mask on the cartonnier, Urianger will be able to see just how he raises one eyebrow.] Subtle.