Lorelai looked at Isiah over her shoulder and smiled, stopping as a horse drawn carriage stopped in front of her. "You're not just a knight. Not just my knight." She faced forward as the carried ambled past. She held her hands behind her back and rocked on her heals. "I plan to buy some fresh tarts. The palaces ones are good but the ones in the village are just...different." She laughed a bit. "Does that sound odd?"

(All the batman refs were in my head when I said knight...you're not just a knight...you're the dark knight...you are BATMAN)