[ Hal, of course, makes a show of his strutting about, ensuring that the huntsman enjoys the view (because scrawny or not he has a decent backside to appreciate here.) Which he seemingly does, as arms wind around him and Hal grins, moving along where the huntsman guides him.

It's a rather embarrassing yelp he lets out as he's so quickly lifted up, but it fades to a round of startled giggles as his arms wrap around the huntsman's shoulders. He holds on seemingly for dear life as he's spun around, laughing all the while even as he scolds the man for surprising him so. ] Fiendish man, you must stop! Or we shall tumble and create a lovely shaped hole in the walls or floors where we land. Stop!