Hum...

"Well, so long as I'm in control, I can avoid screaming - maybe stick to the rear of the property? Just - outside the house."

"Sure."

"Is she- aware at all, in there?"

"Not right now, but she can be."

"Mmm, something for later..."

"Just us is very nice." And, since she can now - kiss?

A quick kiss. Suitable for public consumption.

Alright... She'll save unsuitable kisses for their destination. 

That's the idea.

Ellie had better hurry them along, then.

As far as she can. (Without getting pulled over, of course.)

(Knife, it turns out, loves going fast.)

They can definitely go at least a little fast.

It's faster than she's gone before, so.

Soon enough, they arrive at the house.

She bounces out, excited.

Ellie pauses only to grab the bag of toys out of the backseat. And a couple blankets.

At least some bleachable or disposable blankets, she'd hope.

Knife nearly drags Ellie to the tangle of overgrown trails behind the house. "There used to be an old clearing back here - I'm sure the gazebo's gone, but there was a nice tiled circle..."

"Very fancy."

"Bit more comfortable than tree roots, too."

"But not too much more."

"Tree roots are pretty bad."

"Though I suspect the focus of my discomfort won't be what my back's on." She winks.

"If you ask nicely."

"I might even beg."

Hee.

Ellie darts in for a kiss.

Intense kiss?

If Knife thinks she can manage it while walking backwards in the dark over uneven terrain.

She tries!

...And inevitably trips, falling back.