Down on one knee

Hymn would not be left to wait for long, the woman appearing just about on schedule. He hmmed in pleasure as she settled beside him, the pair pressed together. "Hello beautiful." He muttered, gently laying kisses along the back of her skull. "Tell me about your day." He said softly, as eager as he was to pop the question he also wanted to enjoy the time they were sharing here, where things were certain and unchanged. He also loved hearing Eisleif talk, he wanted nothing more than to get lost in her voice, in her world. Hymn wound a foreleg over the woman, trying to pull her into himself closer.

There was a nervousness fluttering inside him. He hadn't exactly had the best luck with women in his life, sure he'd had mates before, even a wife but they had all gone, left him. And some part of him was certain there wasn't much of value he could give the snowy warrior, he was old. He likely would not be around for much longer. He would be lying if he said there wasn't a part of him certain she'd refuse him. And then what? Well he didn't really have anywhere else to go, his children were scattered and if she'd still keep him Hymn would still rather spend his last years with someone who at the very least didn't scorn his affections.