[His touch falters as he picks up on her unease, the way she bites her lip, and he decides to slow it down for now, his eyes continuing to study her. They have-- not all the time in the world, exactly, but whatever's left that Kenos can afford. With Hayame unaccustomed to intimacy, to his knowledge, it would be better to start gradually. Fingers brush along her dun coat and settle on the small of her back where it joins to equine.]

Hey... Do you still need somewhere to stay? My place is still open to you, you know. I know it's not the most convenient for a jinba, but...

[It beats staying in a stall boxed in with four walls and not much else.]