[Her making sure she's okay with things makes something warm unfurl from under his breastbone - people here seemed to be very adamant about that, and it was nice.

His tail curls up and around him to brace around her back, and to keep her there, the fluffy tip of it nosing curiously up her side.]

Is it about my. [Dan Feng tips his chin down, brow furrowing.] That I have two? Does everyone know that? This place is full of gossipmongers. It is not even that rare in several galaxies. [He's rambling, now, definitely not because he's nervous. It cuts off into a startled bark of laughter, and his hand covers hers.] What are you doing?