[ He wanders over, setting hit Staff aside to take the hair tie from Cacao, then step around behind his husband and reach up to take Cacao's hair in gentle hands. And slowly he begins to plait it into a braid, weaving the feather in with it. ]
Yet, too, how could I not? Your very heart lays on my finger. It strengthens and soothes me in equal measure.
[ A smile as he leans his head forward to rub a horn against one of Cacao's shoulders in love and affection, careful of the hair he's dutifully braiding still. ]
This the the least I could give in return. If ever you suffer a mortal wound, it will recall you from that brink. Should you either need or desire it, it shall grant you flight. And for an hour every day, wind and light are at your command.
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[ He wanders over, setting hit Staff aside to take the hair tie from Cacao, then step around behind his husband and reach up to take Cacao's hair in gentle hands. And slowly he begins to plait it into a braid, weaving the feather in with it. ]
Yet, too, how could I not? Your very heart lays on my finger. It strengthens and soothes me in equal measure.
[ A smile as he leans his head forward to rub a horn against one of Cacao's shoulders in love and affection, careful of the hair he's dutifully braiding still. ]
This the the least I could give in return. If ever you suffer a mortal wound, it will recall you from that brink. Should you either need or desire it, it shall grant you flight. And for an hour every day, wind and light are at your command.