The part of her that is made of wings flutters around him, shivering with the heat of his kiss, the genuine warmth that his touch brings.

It's been so long since she's had this much goodness shoved into her life, and she's so grateful for it. Grateful she took him up on his offer. Grateful she didn't let that first little hiccup rob them of that odd little encounter. Grateful that he was still there in the morning.

Grateful that he stayed and listened to the strange tale of her life, so very grateful for that.

She pours herself into that kiss, pours her gratitude and her love over him, one soft mouthful at a time.