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[kindlymeant]

It is not that I am ungrateful for your attention, my lady, though I cannot share in your renewed enthusiasm. I would have you remember, please, that even away from my lord father - especially then, perhaps - I must be careful to conduct myself as is befitting. I will not give him reason for disappointment, least not when I walk alongside such noble names.

As for - circumstances as they are, it is far better this way. That door may be closed now, as it should be, and so it shall remain.

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Loftwings? [Rather than suspect these to be birds, she thinks first of the armour that Gino mentioned before.]

How did you... get down?

[groosed]

I'd just climb off. Or jump down.

[kindlymeant]

You jump down?

[groosed]

[Yeah. Usually Link's under him when he goes down -- wait, it's not what you think!]

It's cool, I can handle the fall.

[kindlymeant]

[She looks up at the sky again. Then back at him.]

That is a - long way, is it not?

[groosed]

[He follows the line of her gaze, also looking up.]

Hey, I have an idea! [And then he whistles.

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An... idea? [Repeating all the questions (like a little bird) does not sit well with her, but she is admittedly curious.]

[groosed]

[The abrupt whistle causes the small bird on his pompadour to flutter off and fly away, but it also brings down something larger - Groose's deep blue loftwing. The bird settles beside them, and he reaches out to pat its head.]

This is the guy.

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[She backs away, naturally, and in lieu of saying anything, simply stares at it.

Is it just her or does it have the same haircut as him...]

[groosed]

Do you want to ride him?

[I can show you the woooorld... ♪ ♫]

oh my god

[kindlymeant]

Ride him? I can't - I've never...

♥♥

[groosed]

It's okay! Not by yourself. I'd be, ah, with you. You won't fall off or lose control or anything.

not enough hearts in the world

[kindlymeant]

[She looks from the bird, to him, to the bird, to him.

There is a part of her (the part that has wished for wings) that almost wants to throw caution to the wind, and she is curious, certainly - especially having seen people fly on broomsticks.

But it's an unwise notion, not least of all because she knows nothing of this man.]

It - He does not look as if he could... [spindly bird legs omg]

Have you slept at all? Go to bed!

[groosed]

He's stronger than he looks. [Groose gives the bird a playful swat on the back, and its only response is to buck playfully.]

I DID A BIT I might nap...

[kindlymeant]

[Alayne draws back a little more at that, but - it seems friendly enough. She thinks of the reliable old mules on the mountain, and takes a step closer, tentatively reaching out with intent to pat it. Or something.]

This is my last tag for you until you get a good night's sleep. (nottalking)

[groosed]

[The loftwing lowers his head, gently nudging the underside of her hand.]

omggg I CAN ONLY NAP FOR A LITTLE BIT

[kindlymeant]

[Slightly emboldened by her success, she takes another step, so she doesn't have to reach quite so far, running her fingers over his beak and then (surprisingly) soft blue feathers.]

[groosed]

[The loftwing trills a little, feathers puffing outward with pride.]

I think he likes you.

[kindlymeant]

He is a - very noble steed, my lord. [And not too frightening once you're up close, but still.]

[groosed]

So, up?

[He's not forgotten!]

[kindlymeant]

[Oh.]

To where? [so unsure sbshddh]

[groosed]

How about - around the garden? You can see the trees from way up there.

[kindlymeant]

[her uncertainty does not ebb as she looks around, but deciding that staying here is safe enough, she gives a decisive nod.]

If you're certain, my lord.

[groosed]

[His hands move, then stop.]

Do you need a leg-up?

[kindlymeant]

[her feet move to step forward, and then stop.

This, if a little informal, is not too much of an affront. (She blushes, all the same.)]

If you would be so kind.