[She nearly stumbled over a stray branch at his words, losing her normal easy balance. Her hand brushes against the bottom of his wings until she moves it back in place. Idiot. She's taken trails like this most of her life. It's second nature to walk forest grounds. And yet? The images that appear in her head make her blush furiously. She shouldn't be thinking those things.
She shouldn't. What had happened between them hadn't been their choice. They had no control over the shift. She had no right, no reason to think about his...
His...
She can't finish the thought. And she keeps walking, making certain to keep her hand firmly planted on the middle of his back. Not too far down and not too close to his wings.
So much for trying to be lighthearted.]
That's... that's good. It's good for you to be in shape.
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She shouldn't. What had happened between them hadn't been their choice. They had no control over the shift. She had no right, no reason to think about his...
His...
She can't finish the thought. And she keeps walking, making certain to keep her hand firmly planted on the middle of his back. Not too far down and not too close to his wings.
So much for trying to be lighthearted.]
That's... that's good. It's good for you to be in shape.