[Wriothesley hums softly as he starts to carry Rinne back to his suite. Someone will clean up the spilled coffee and abandoned parts, so he won't worry about it too much. A shame to lose a few hours of work, but it's not like he isn't lacking time here.

Instead, he presses a kiss into Rinne's hair.] Well, if you act so sweetly, then I can't say no. My sweetheart deserves whatever they want.

[Wriothesley plays along, but he notes the other's change in demeanor and words carefully.

He huffs.] Still, your words wound me a bit. You mean more to me than just a project for me to fill my time with. Your company is irreplaceable after all.