Ein followed Angel's lead. He found it a bit odd that Angel seemed insistent on carrying the bags himself. Most people would have made the fox carry everything. "I don't like shoes." he uttered, Angel could easily have missed it. He was making an effort to keep his large ears pressed tight to his head.<br/>"Work boots could be a good idea." Ein said softly at a more audible volume as he kept close to the other male. He didn't care for the looks he kept getting from passersby, his tail had curled close to his left hip. Absently the fox had moved to keep himself closer to Angel.<br/>He was growing increasingly anxious, his body temperature was raised noticeably causing his scent to carry more strongly. "Lets me carry the bags." he asked in an almost pleading tone. What could be seen of his face through his curtain of hair was warmed with a rather intense blush.