Callum had his arms around her waist, and was already in the motion of laying Emmalia down in the carriage as she spoke. His kisses trailed to her neck as his hands kept her sides company. It wasn't until they had arrived at the Capitol that he recovered from their time together. Once he stepped out, Callum stretched and beckoned, "Come my lovely Lady." He said in an overly dramatic tone, a smile plastered on his face.