[The tension and the shock snaps right back into her shoulders.]
But you have only just met.
[There are some softer, trilling noises that come from Bidowlfin now, and he turns around to preen Willow's feathers, the motions looking more like kisses than anything else, reminding her of herself when she is feeling especially clingy.
To Cid, all of this might look a little odd, but the look on her face says plenty.]
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[The tension and the shock snaps right back into her shoulders.]
But you have only just met.
[There are some softer, trilling noises that come from Bidowlfin now, and he turns around to preen Willow's feathers, the motions looking more like kisses than anything else, reminding her of herself when she is feeling especially clingy.
To Cid, all of this might look a little odd, but the look on her face says plenty.]