[She wonders, briefly, if she's done something wrong. But then he's moving, accommodating her, and her fears disappear. Nill's wings flutter along with her heart, and she settles in beside him with a little nod. Yes, it was good. It was good because she was doing something she saw as meaningful, and that was what mattered the most.
Her eyes flick up towards his face and she can't stop herself from gesturing to him. What had he been doing, is what she wants to know.]
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Her eyes flick up towards his face and she can't stop herself from gesturing to him. What had he been doing, is what she wants to know.]