(SE) everything's in retrograde

Paige

Sunjata nods his big head and Paige purses her lips, suddenly feeling a bit shy, wondering what he might say if he could talk right now. Probably something about listening to her mother and hurrying home. Instead he says nothing, lowering his head down until she could potentially climb on. Paige approaches slowly, holding onto her stolen staff, holding onto his neck with one hand and about to climb on before she pauses. "Is it okay for me to have this?" She asks about the too big staff, waiting for his confirmation before she gets rid of it or tries to hang onto it as she climbs onto the back of his neck, holding on tightly.

"Okay, I'm ready, Mr. Sunjata." She chirps from her new resting spot, scooting herself back so she's sitting at his shoulders instead of high up on his neck, finding it more comfortable back here instead.

Love you to the moon and to Saturn
Passed down like folk songs, the love lasts so long