"Felix is the world's best hugger."

"Really? I think I need to see statistics to believe that." Pause. "The evidence is strong, though."

"People comment on it!"

Snort. "When you're done I will get one for research purposes."

He holds on for a few more seconds but eventually lets go. "For the science," he says mildly.

And he takes his turn. "Uh, good, good. Firm but gentle. Very warm."

Giggle.

Grin.

"The feathers are softer than I expected."

"They're very snuggly."

"Thank you, I made them myself."

"Was it not your parents?"

"Well, I confess that they started it."

Giggle.

Giggle. Frown.

"Uh, do you mind my asking if you're bi, Arthur?"

"No, and yes."

"Cool, us too."

He raises an eyebrow. "Is there a reason for this query?"

Shrug. "It was worth asking? I was prompted by realizing that, uh, I wasn't sure how your genderfluidity interacts with you two dating."

"Straightforwardly," he shrugs. "We're probably a walking statistical anomaly, here."

"Well, I'm a skymage twin. My life is a statistical anomaly."

"I was including that in my reckoning, yes."

"Well, you met us at a magic-themed exhibition and we are attention-getting specifically because we are rare. Given the information that we are all attracted to men, it's possible that contributed to you coming over to talk to us. Felix, you and I could all be Arthur's type."

"I don't actually know what Arthur's type is," Dayo muses, looking at him. "I don't think I particularly have a type, at least physically."

He blushes.