[ She considers the options, red-faced. The bedroom is certainly more comfortable, but she cannot fight the feeling still that she is a guest here, nor the feeling that it would still be particularly messy for her to drop featherdust all over his space But the bathroom........................ ]
... I think-- the bedroom, if you wouldn't mind. I'm sorry to intrude.
[She keeps apologizing for things she really doesn't need to apologize for... he just shakes his head and offers her a smile.]
Bedroom it is, then.
[He'll lead her to one of the bedrooms-- one with a makeshift futon slash nest tucked in a corner, a bucket of tools that have clearly been recently used near the slightly weathered windowsill. It's... not entirely certain who is residing here, since Dan Heng has mostly been sleeping in his study when he's not getting dragged into Dan Feng's nest.
Honestly he'll probably end up moving it soon enough, or ceding it to someone else.] Have a seat.
She flusters, but shifts enough to get her back a little more towards him, tugging her shirt up just enough to bare the place her lower wings connect to the skin and the soft feathers that line her lower back. ]
Um-- wherever you're most comfortable. It's hardest for me to reach the back easily, so...
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[The kitchen is probably not the ideal place for this regardless.]
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... I think-- the bedroom, if you wouldn't mind. I'm sorry to intrude.
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Bedroom it is, then.
[He'll lead her to one of the bedrooms-- one with a makeshift futon slash nest tucked in a corner, a bucket of tools that have clearly been recently used near the slightly weathered windowsill. It's... not entirely certain who is residing here, since Dan Heng has mostly been sleeping in his study when he's not getting dragged into Dan Feng's nest.
Honestly he'll probably end up moving it soon enough, or ceding it to someone else.] Have a seat.
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He eyes her for a moment before caving to the desire to reach out, but he still has manners!] Where would you like to start?
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She flusters, but shifts enough to get her back a little more towards him, tugging her shirt up just enough to bare the place her lower wings connect to the skin and the soft feathers that line her lower back. ]
Um-- wherever you're most comfortable. It's hardest for me to reach the back easily, so...