Elijah grinned and adjusted himself to move Anthony slowly from his lap and slip his arm under the man's legs. He moved him to beside him but didn't let go. As he stood, he swept Anthony up into his arms and grinned looking at his face. "See? Now where would you like me to carry you? Or shall I just hold you for a while?" He hoped it made him appear more as a dashing prince from a fairy tale than a man simply holding another man in their living room.