It felt odd to be walking through the city streets without the familiar weight of his armor, though the slight tingling against his wrists from the bracers that had cost a sizable portion of his  share of the party's supply of coinage did make up for that somewhat.  It would also be useful now that he could wear ordinary clothing and have more freedom of movement when enemies were present.  And the fact that he was able to buy something pretty for his mate was simply icing on the cake in his mind.<br/><br/>Smiling as she took his hand as they exited the blacksmithy, he walked behind her along the streets and ignoring the occasional view that came from others.  An elf and dragonborn were not a common pairing he supposed, but he didn't spare it a second thought.  Particularly since he was too busy admiring the view of the druid's ass as they walked and the sound of thunder rumbled in the distance to herald the approaching storm and tsunami that had them trapped in the city in the first place reached his ears.<br/><br/>Grinning as he gave a low rumbling growl in his throat as her lips lightly brushed as his arms around her waist and his wings unfurl.  "I think I know just the place for us to avoid any sort of interruptions, and enjoy the full show of the storm.  Hold tightly my love."<br/><br/>And with very little warning, his arms wrap around the druid's waist to pull her snugly against his chest as the leathery wings beat against gravity and lifted them off the ground.  He may not have the grace and agility that the rogue or even the paladin, but what he had was a dragon's raw strength to resist the strengthening gusts as he carried them aloft until they settled on the roof of one of the buildings at the tallest tier of the city.  With a surprising about of precision, Bharash set them down in the center of the roof as they have a clear and unobstructed view of the harbor and approaching storm, just as the first heavy drops of rain began to fall upon them.