The unicorn starts forward with an unnecessarily grand toss of his mane, sending Yvaine pinwheeling for a moment and squawking out another indignant laugh - 'impatient,' it might be noted, is quickly replaced by 'rude.'

Tristran, as not to be left out, gets flicked rather solidly by the unicorn's tail as he passes.

"Such love," Yvaine mutters, snatching Tristran's arm once more and slowly following after.