"Only teasing, love," he answers, shaking his head gently. "I don't want to get you in trouble."

He smiles at the suggestion of getting beers to enjoy the murmur of the river while they eat, and rubs his thumb over Raylan's jaw with a soft look. "Anything I don't have to use utensils for is good. How about the chicken place you showed me a while back? Since I still haven't mastered frying it myself." Ganymede could and would admit to not having the easiest time in learning to fry chicken correctly--it was surprisingly difficult for someoen who'd never had the time or the equipment necessary for oil frying.

"I want to spend time with you, that's all."