Poor Firefist-san. [She can't help but enjoy the way he leans into it]

What will you do when I'm not around, you silly thing? [But he probably knows that feeling all too well. That reality. She presses a kiss to his head in mute apology and sits next to him, stroking down his neck and under his chin, sliding her fingers through the feathers.]


It seems you'll be hurt no matter what I do...

[she sighs]