"Eh," Wolfe laughed in such a way that was both nervous and under his breath - such a mixture that led to the impression of a murmur or whimper, one couldn't be entirely sure. It was the turn and twist of time and toil - couldn't leave it alone, couldn't run away, couldn't find it anywhere but right behind you even when it'd been away for so so long and there wasn't anything left to it but everything in the world except--except for--that there was more, and what more there was was always going to be more only... only you couldn't have more when there was everything already.

He followed, nevertheless, for sake of buffering anything Bram might be or begin - there wasn't anyone else and after all, it was.... Bram. And he would always be there and that would always mean something of everything, if not something greater.

"Wherever you should wander," a short ascent of head and that tell-tale quirk of lips, words maintained with the lilt of amused relinquishment - the reins might lead elsewhere and control was in a way no longer in his hands. Were it a concern of more weighty rammification such an assent would have been simply unthinkable, sheer impossibility. For now, however, he would be a guest in guise of nonsensical nuisance.

((Maybe new thread in Private RP forum yessu? surprised ))