[ the last thing he wants to entertain is any kind of tabloid-esque speculation among anyone in this resort! he has a name, of being the younger brother of a higher up in the force, that can't get tarnished in any way. so if any of those pictures end up coming back to the commander, there's no way seth will be able to live it down. especially during those tense family dinners... it'll be held over his head time after time again, even if he's been spotted with quite the unusual (and interesting) companion? with wings trying to wrap him up in some kind of protective layer, one might say the rookie police officer is the one being shielded and not the other way around.

but upon that command, of course he's not going to budge. not when he's got a strong foot like that wrapped around his waist? if anything it's even more imperative that he doesn't do anything to potentially cause him to fall! he might be a cat thiren, but that doesn't mean he'll land on his feet. or have multiple lives. he doesn't share those qualities with cats... maybe he'll wish for that later, if he survives the brief flight!

though it feels like as soon as they took off, they're already landing. far above the rowdy crowds, of movie enthusiasts, people looking for a quick and fast time with a star... ]

N-no. I'm good, I'm good.

[ as long as he doesn't continue to stare at how far they are from the ground, then seth can breathe. easy? hardly. but he's not gasping for breath, paralyzed with fear. ]

I doubt anyone will want to come up here. You're probably the only one who can. Comfortably, anyway. But... um. Thanks.