"Not buddies," Pax reassures Presley, because whatever, if that'll chill him out it's worth it. The moment his hand is in hers, she gives it a gentle squeeze, and peeks out by parting her fingers.

"I'll be fiiiine, Pocket won't let anything too serious happen. Also, I trust you. So, we're set! Just lead the way, and we'll get you on the track to Funsville."