"Aww," says Kanim, "cutest and least combative two-princess love triangle ever."
Bella snorts.
"I'll believe it," says Kanim. "About your technical issue, what're you thinking?"
Bella launches into extremely technical chatter that it is unlikely either princess will be able to follow.
"Well," says Kanim finally, "I don't know if I'll be much help, but I can assist with literature searches and so on, since, this not being a traditional rescue by any stretch of the imagination, repayment in the form of a kiss would probably not be welcome."
"I'm gay," says Bella. "I didn't say anything about them."
"Aren't you now," says Kanim, looking with something between speculation and wrongfooted confusion at the bluer of the two princesses.
"I would put him out of his misery but I have no convenient explanation tucked away," says Bella.
"What exactly are we trying to explain, here? How it's possible that I'm not gay but I'm still going to marry my sister's eventual wife? Because man, I'm not tackling that one."
"The sharing," Kanim says. "Definitely the sharing."
"Oh," says Tony. "There's sharing! No one will complain if we make out a little!"
Bella giggles.
"None here," says Sherlock. "Although perhaps you'd like to wait until we reach the castle."
"Why's that? Someone liable to get shoved off the carpet otherwise?" asks Kanim.
"The fact that I don't object to you kissing my sister doesn't mean I want to watch."
Bella giggles again.
"Oh my," says Kanim, noticing the shift in the air instantly. "Oh I like it here. Oh my."
"Mother knows we're home," Sherlock observes after a few more seconds.
"Should we land and have you do that tree-shifting thing?" asks Bella.
Kanim hops off the carpet and decides to hug a tree like it is his best friend in the entire world.
"You probably don't want to sound so proprietary around its royalty," observes Bella archly.
"I like this forest," amends Kanim, "I think I will hug it."
"I observe that you are hugging the forest," says Sherlock, amused. "It is adorable."