And why not a bit of all three? Well, perhaps one more than the other...

Still. My oath is to you, regardless of what mantle you deem it.

[Ah, he is blessed with another sweet kiss. Haurchefant looks positively delighted, smiling as Aymeric gets more comfortable. Good, good. For as much as he would love to clean the both of them, the warmth in his arms is much more favorable than sneaking about and trying to tidy them up.

He sighs, pleased. Today was a trial, but he's overjoyed at what he could give Aymeric.]

Your strength is more than you know. I am grateful for you regardless.