[He stared at Richard for a long moment as if trying to determine what this new posturing was for. He knew, of course, and he frowned for show even as he reached out and slid one arm hole over Richard's hand and then tugged and wrapped the material around his lover's back so he could do the same with the other arm hole. Fine, just this once.]

You need actual shiny armour then. Everything you wear is black. [He preferred his feet on solid ground, that's all. Horses were unpredictable.] You riding with me is the only way I agree. Otherwise, I walk.