It would be best for you not to begin with it at all.

[ At least, not yet. While the woman he was holding carefully in his hands to show promise, the others were still lacking in his eyes. Still they reminded blinded by their own path and not ready for the truth. Unworthy, even.

He then pressed a kiss to her forehead. A fleeting moment for affection. ]

T'would seem your journey today was a long one. I imagine you would prefer a quiet night of rest.