"Well that's different, I suppose," Fives allows, grinning. "But still not today when I'm supposed to be bringing you home for dinner."

He feels the way the General leans into him and it feels like it makes his heart stutter for a moment. He knows he should drop his arm now that they're going the right way, but... the General isn't protesting, and he feels so compactly solid and smells- He smells right in a way nothing but his brothers ever do.

So he keeps his arm where it is and swallows nervously before adding, "But maybe some other time, if you want to come back," and watches the General sidelong for a reaction. "It would probably be best if there were someone there to keep them from calling Animal Control on the wild fox, after all...."