Royal Cargo || Ghirahim, Deku Princess, Kafei
The young princess arrived first. Ghirahim gave a low bow to the halfling, "Good evening, milady, I'll be your mode of... er, transport for this evening. There is one more fellow coming and then we can be on our way!"
Honestly, it came as a surprise nobody had caught Deku Princess yet. Her height alone was off-putting enough--
The Garo returned with a bumbling young man smothered in icing and reeking of alcohol. Ghirahim's lip curled slightly and he glanced at the masked figure helplessly, "Is this really our other 'figure of importance'...?" There was a sigh.
"Very well, you two. Come here and take my arm-- err..." He cast a look at Deku Princess, "You wouldn't mind if I ah, carried you?" he asked, offering his arm to the drunken Terminian prince as he did so.