Worrying that Tyr was not only going to stay awake long past his bedtime but also consider this idea seriously, Gremio shook his head and wrung his hands together a little. "No, Young Master, it's not the heights..." Even if it was true that he really didn't want Tyr flying around in the sky on anything...

"I, ah... Young Master, you're already cool enough as you are!" He really hoped encouraging him like this helped. It seemed like something Cleo might say, he thought.