Since his introduction to the May Queen, Han has been able to walk every day. He has been sore plenty, though. Finds himself straining muscle groups that he never used to have any problems with. It's the damnedest thing, but he's not complaining. Not even a little.

As for her tendency to tease, he's noticed. He even likes it. She tends to be just the right amount of both for his tastes. In fact, he's hard pressed to find most of her characteristics to be anything other than just right. Sometimes, when he's left with his thoughts, he wonders if it's the divinity or her and then he realizes he just doesn't care ...

"I am very thorough." He says in tones that agree, but also seem to say more. "I'm highly motivated not to disappoint you."

... he pauses, because those kinds of words and tones are always nicer when they have a moment to linger in the air and breathe, the way you have to treat some of the more classy spirits ...

Then he turns back to Brienne. "Or any of my other friends." He says with a handsome and easy smile. "I didn't want to drop anything in all this sand, but I know where the rest of the stuff we need is and I'll be right back with it."

And there he goes again - off to grab the crate full of S'mores ingredients. He'll be back more quickly this time.