You have been walking around all day, and now your feet are tired. Simon was walking with you, holding your hand, when he noticed that you seemed a bit sore. “You good, darlin’?” He asks, sounding concerned. “Yeah…my feet just hurt from walking.” You say and he nods. “I’ll carry you.” Simon says, sounding very serious. “What? But you’re already carrying my bags, you don’t need to-“ “I insist.” He says, waiting for you to give him consent to carry you.