[it was affectionate, that was for sure. And she enjoys being snuggled. Perhaps it just scared itself]

Well I suppose you're male, even if you aren't quite a peacock. [she'd call him a phoenix if those existed. Or perhaps they did? Perhaps he was one?]

Maybe you're a phoenix. Should I burn you to see? Will you turn into an egg or just a nice feast? [though she's teasing. In either case, he was all dry now.] In any case, you're quite lucky my husband is vegetarian.