Snuggle snuggle snuggle!!!!!!!!!!!

Eeeeeee yes so many snuggles!

She hums happily and settles comfortably in his lap.

Leaving just a mote of herself to be snuggled by him seems... insufficient. There's something comforting, about being human shaped and snuggled. Something she doesn't want to give up in favor of leaving a shard of herself to do it for her. Neither does she want to just stay here forever in his arms - well, okay, maybe a little. But she's on a timetable, and there are people who will waste away into nothing while she snuggles Saikirei for the eternity that she longs for. She's hesitated to split her attention in too many directions, hesitated to expand her mind too much in the directions necessary to pull it off comfortably, because she hasn't had any real anchor to hold onto. Now - maybe she does.

This doesn't mean she should gleefully fling herself to self-modify indiscriminately, but maybe she can see about what she'd need to do in order to comfortably run two human-shaped bodies at once. While snuggling him. She is not going to stop snuggling him for the foreseeable future. She does not need to sleep or eat or even breathe, she can absolutely stay right here in his lap as long as she likes.

She is so cozy and pettable and soft and good. He doesn't know about forever, but he wants to snuggle her for a long, long time.

Yvette is so on board with this plan. She has things to do, but none of them require her to stop snuggling him, so she'd rather not stop at all. He's just so comfortable.

From her little invisible mote of self, she stares at people and studies what makes them not uncanny. In the expanse of stars that holds her mind, she notes down what improvements could be made to her human shaped form. She maps out a plan to implement them. Then, separately, in another part of her mind, she plots out directions her mind could safely expand. Both tasks are tricky, in different sorts of ways. One is artistry, figuring out how to twist a shape so that it looks like her when she was human, with materials that don't really understand how to be human shaped. The other is about careful pre-planning, of observation of what things will be necessary and what things are safe to change without potentially compromising herself. She switches between them, with occasional breaks for sending motes to new dimensions to see if her family is anywhere nearby, and to simply enjoy the snuggles and hairpets.

After a while of this:

"I think I've figured out a form that's less unsettling," she announces with an affectionate nuzzle. "If you would like to see and judge?"

"Sure." Pet pet.

She beams at him, caresses the hand petting her hair affectionately, and then swirling tendrils of darkness wrap around her, swallowing her whole. For a few seconds an Yvette-shaped too-black void sits in his arms, stars shining out through the black. Then the tendrils retreat, and reveal her new shape.

Most things she left intact. The broad strokes and the facial structure are definitely the same; those she got right the first time. It's all of the things on top of it that gave her form the uncanny nature. She's definitely recognizable. But - yes this is an improvement. There's still a hint of too-perfect to her, but not so much as to make her actively uncanny. A very pretty model in perfect makeup, mysteriously under the perfect light. Implausible, but not actively impossible, not a wrongness marring the world.

"Aww. You're pretty." He hugs her some more.

Hug!

"Thank you! And not too uncanny? I think I'm almost actively normal looking now!"

"I still don't think I know what normal looks like. But you look nice."

"I'm going to declare this a victory, then! Perhaps not a total, final victory, but at least a step in the right direction." She turns her head to locate the hand responsible for the hairpets, so she can give it an affectionate kiss. She locates the hand, and bestows one upon it. Then she goes back to smiling at him.

He makes an adorable squeaking sound and hugs her.

She giggles, delighted.

"You're so cute!"

"Well - well - so're you!"

"I accept this description with gratitude and grace," she agrees, proudly. Snuggle, snuggle.

Aaaaa so good and cozy.

Yessssss such snuggles all the snuggles she's so happy.

He may have another affectionate kiss, this one on his cheek. Because he was so cute when she did it the last time.

He makes a happy noise and wraps his arms around her and presses his face against her shoulder. She is so pretty and snuggable and good!!!!!!

Yvette giggles again, wrapping her own arms around him and kissing the top of his head. So cute!

He giggles and nuzzles her shoulder. (Most of him is wrapped up in blurry shadows that approximate clothing, soft as shadows to the touch; but his hands and head are unobscured, solid, human, real. Mostly.)

Mostly is good enough for her! And the shadows are nice and soft, anyway. She definitely doesn't mind them.

Snuggle, snuggle.

"I'm glad I found you."

"I'm glad you found me too."

She hums happily, and settles in to him.

"Have you just - not wanted to leave, or are you actually stuck down here? I might be able to help if it's that second thing."

"Second thing."

"Ah. I'm sorry." Pet pet pet, snuggle snuggle. "I'm here now, even if I can't get you out I'm not abandoning you down here alone, all right?"

Nod. Snuggle snuggle.