[ Head to left, keeping walking. Gorgug gives an "Okay" in acknowledgement, and as he walks--passing by people, which Fabian may or may not be paying any attention to, but he might hear it--he doesn't question the lack of words from his usually talkative partner. He's never quite done this before, holding someone around his waist and walking to a destination (okay, he never has), but it's easy enough. Fabian isn't too heavy, and with his legs locked around him, their balance works well.

He keeps his eyes over Fabian's shoulder, but sneaks looks at him; and he can't actually sneak kisses at him either unless Fabian leans his head towards him, but there's some form of affirmations he gives without prompt: ]

I missed you. [ ... ] I don't like going on missions without you. [ ... ] I don't care about what we're meant to be doing anymore.

[ His voice is low, private, but without trying to hide his words from anyone; intimate, with his gaze on Fabian whenever he speaks, his mild expression making it hard to decipher if it's distaste he's speaking with, or something deeper, more along the lines of where Fabian's mind is. The sound of other "camp" goers might come and go, and as they reach a line of trees that give way to a larger view of the lake, Fabian's ears might pick up more clear that they're not the only other people using the lake. There's at least no one else in their vincinity, but it's also not that late in the day.

It's not private.

And Gorgug comes to the edge line between land and water and surveys everything for a moment. Kicks off his shoes onto the green grass.

... ]