Perhaps Caleb did not need anything else but there happened to be something tucked into his wristpocket which he would remove with a little bit of time, once they were comfortably settled. Almost immediately he noticed that the Tower seemed a bit smaller, more intimate and that was nice, it caused Essek to give that hand a squeeze before he drew away so that they could shed their outwear.

The mantle was drawn away and then he offered it to one of the cats, before he then took the other wizard's arms. The scent of firewood in the area, the intimate almost date-like setting to it. He was touched of course, the way that the lightning quick mind had transmuted this out of seemingly nothing. He gave that arm a squeeze of quiet acknowledgement then as he would lead wherever his love guided him.

Gone were the multiple layers of the Dynasty. He was covered, but the clothing simpled much simpler-- less ornate. Function and form in classic lines, though he remained garbed from head to toe.

And as he crossed the threshold, his float dissipated until he was standing at his Caleb's side and at his true height, of a perfect height where Caleb's lips could find his forehead unerringly and without leaning up or down. "Did you know, Caleb Widogast-- that this is my first proper date?"