[The perpetual twilight was where he was rather comfortable. His fingers stroked through Richard's bangs again, moving the locks to be more or less tucked behind Richard's ear. His hand returned so he could stroke the back of his knuckles down Richard's cheek before he made a point of moving his free hand to take his lover's in his own again.]

Hmpt, if the toxins of my city haven't killed me yet, I have my doubts that exercise will increase any sort of robust health that lingers in this body. However, I do welcome you to keep that idea up and running, since we both benefit. [He did not deny Richard's requests; they came about naturally and why would he ever deny an opportunity that he had side-stepped for decades anyway? Richard was who did it for him.] A horse? I thought you were trying to extend my life, not shorten it...