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She hits the button to start it over for the beginning, and breathes out Prisca's first notes.

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Micaiah follows Uriel's part as best he can, which means a lot of stumbles and missed phrases. But he doesn't seem to find failure discouraging.

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Isabella grins when he comes in, and doesn't falter at all when he makes mistakes.

She reaches out and takes his hand.
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Holding hands doesn't do anything for his singing, but it does put the most unutterably sappy look on his face.

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Awwwwwwww.

They finish the mass hand in hand, a perfect fourth apart, him buoying her up while she soars.

At some point, her nearer wing has crept around to settle over his back.
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"Cuddly," he remarks, grinning at her. "So if me touching your wing is like grabbing your rear, what's it mean when your wing touches me?"

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"Um, slightly less than that," says Isabella. "Wings are big - them accidentally touching people happens pretty often, and sometimes the most comfortable way to occupy a space involves less accidental contact. It's more like hand-holding than like rear-grabbing if you're not actually reaching out and petting my feathers."

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"Oh," he says, still grinning. "So if I did this...?"

And he turns his head and rests his cheek against her soft cuddly feathers for a moment.
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"Mmmmm," she hums. "Then - well - I can feel it. There's not a - a chart of what it all means anywhere."

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"Is it nice?" he asks, and nuzzles a little.

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"Yeah," she breathes. "It's nice."

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"Then," he says, and smiles, and lifts his hand and runs his fingers gently down the inside of her wing.

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She shivers; her other wing flutters involuntarily, feathers shushing against the floor. "Mmmmm."

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Curious and affectionate, he does it again with the flat of his palm.

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Her wing pushes back. "That feels good," she sighs. "People told me - I didn't try it though -"

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"Let's kiss some more," Micaiah suggests brightly.

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"Mmmhm." And both wings encircle him and nudge him closer and she kisses him.

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He puts out a hand and strokes her feathers while he kisses back. It seems like the thing to do.

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Oh, and it is. She squirms and makes a squeaky, happy noise.

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Laughing softly, he snuggles up against her and does it again.

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This could go on for a while... (And Isabella would not mind a bit if it did.)

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It does.

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Mm-hm.

After said while, Micaiah has a very happy pseudo-limp angel wrapped around him, and she murmurs, "I'm kinda hungry."
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"For what?" he giggles.

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"...Food, what else?"

(She honestly doesn't know!)
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