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[softlyfalling]

[ she unloops the scarf from around her neck, a pale blue, and then drapes it loosely around his to cover a bit more of his chest. ]

There—hopefully that should help?

Especially since it's getting cold!

[we_meet_again]

[it's still warm. He may or may not be blushing a little.

The ends of the scarf cover his bare nipnops which is the important thing.]

Thank you. I feel a lot better already.

I'll get it back to you after the game.

[softlyfalling]

Oh, it's really no rush, but thank you...

[ gotta keep the nipnops safe. ]

Really, it might even look a bit dashing in flight. Are you planning to play the game?

[we_meet_again]

I'd like to, yes. Seems like a good opportunity to have some new experiences. I've never been a birdman before.

What about you?

[softlyfalling]

I suppose you haven't! I'm... mostly just taking it easy, I suppose, but I might as well participate, right?

Did you want to do something together?

[we_meet_again]

I'd like that very much, actually.

[he offers his card]

I'd be happy to help you with yours too, if you like.

[softlyfalling]

...they really gave you a lot of kissing, this time.

[we_meet_again]

They sure did.

I'm not certain I can get those ones.

[softlyfalling]

I mean, that's definitely something you'd have to be very comfortable with someone for...

I suppose if you want to cross a line off, you could tickle me? I don't actually know if I'm ticklish.

[we_meet_again]

Thank you.

Sorry so many of mine are on the awkward side. I appreciate your willingness to help.

[he offers his hand, palm up]

May I have your hand, please?

[softlyfalling]

[ she takes his hand, readily. ]

All right.

[we_meet_again]

[He turns it over and spreads it out, so her hand is open, palm up, on top of his.

Then he plucks a little black feather from his shoulder, and slowly, eeeever so gently, dusts it over her palm, so light it barely touches.]

[softlyfalling]

Ah—ahaha, that's...

[ her fingers twitch a little bit. ]

[we_meet_again]

Is it working?

[tickle tickle tickle]

[softlyfalling]

Pfft, nn, that's really—

[ she laughs, and has to yank her hand away. ]

...all right, I guess I am a bit ticklish.

[we_meet_again]

Haha, yessss!

Thank you for suffering for my bingo square.

May I help you with yours in return?

[softlyfalling]

Ah—sure, if you like. Your choice, then?

[ she hands him her bingo card. ]

I'm fine with anything, really.

[we_meet_again]

[looks at it]

I'd be fine with any of these, too.

Since you helped me get a line, I could return the favor. We could probably knock out a selfie and a kiss pretty quick... And if you didn't mind kissing my wing or claws, I'd get a square for that, too.

[softlyfalling]

[ oh, she hadn't quite expected, and it comes out just a smidgen flustered— ]

...if you really don't mind. That—works for me.

[we_meet_again]

[getting out his phone, turning on the camera.]

This is nice to do anyway, just because.

[he comes to stand next to her and holds out the phone]

Cheese!

[softlyfalling]

[ smiles!!! for the camera, leaning in against his shoulder so her face is properly in frame—

something about being like this feels like it... makes it easier to give a full smile, somehow. ]

...why is it "cheese," anyway?

[we_meet_again]

[His shoulder is feathery and soft. Cobalt's expression is also genuinely happy when he takes the shot.

It's a cute photo.]

Because in some languages, the shape your mouth makes when you say the word resembles a smile.

[softlyfalling]

"Cheese"—oh, it does, doesn't it.

[ she laughs. ]

I guess, too—you can't really take yourself too seriously that way.

[we_meet_again]

Right? Can you imagine?

[we_meet_again]

[makes a face, drops his voice an octave]

Cheese.