@ wingdoovers.

[suntones]

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[suntones]

[She laughs at that, head listing to the side while trying to picture poor Gyokuyou's reaction come the morning.]

I don't know if you'd fit in my bed.

[wingdoovers]

So modest? I was imagining something the size of a whole room. It's been so long since I could use one...

[ He sounds honestly wistful, such that she couldn't be blamed if she thought that he was perhaps a touch serious with that comment. ]

[suntones]

No such luck. Just something that could fit a couple of me-sized people.

[She does take it seriously, glancing at him from the corner of her eyes, feeling remiss.]

I can have someone make up a bed for you?

[wingdoovers]

...no, I don't want you doing busywork for me. Let's just enjoy this.

[ He settles back at last. Could be he'll be the one who drifts off on the roof. ]

[suntones]

[She opens her mouth to argue, something about guest rights that would make her etiquette drill sergeant happy, before closing it as he lets himself get comfortable. She lets herself relax, simply focusing on the late night glimmer of stars.]

Thank you for taking me flying.

[wingdoovers]

I'm glad you enjoyed it. [ Far from a perfunctory response; he sounds happy as he says it. It's fun for him to share it, too, and she'd been about as an active participant as she could be, for not having the wings. ]

I have to like anyone who warms to it before the first flight is over.