"No rush." His hand hasn't left Hobbes's hip and he's discovering that he has to concentrate to make it move. "I have to finish up here anyway." he jerks his head in the direction of the canoe. "It's leaking. Shouldn't take long to patch up."

The rhyme, though... He knows it's meant jokingly, just teasing, but something about it unsettles him. He suppresses a shiver. It's nothing, anyway.