Anastasia relaxed into his arms when he said that they could stay as they were as long as she needed. Normally, she'd feel slightly uncomfortable in some way or another but she knew that he meant it, it was his job to mean it. She looked up at him and laughed again, "You don't tend to Melor... Not when he is like this."

She reached out and grabbed the stick. Melor jumped forward but she stopped him. He moved back and laid down. Looking at them, he placed his paws on his snout. He whimpered trying to look cute. Ana smiled at him, "You play, you do know how to play, right? Or are you too serious."

She giggled slightly and looked around. Spotting a bench, she pointed at it with the stick, "Why do we move me over there then you can use your arms to play with Melor, rather than worrying about dropping me. Sound good?"