Mmmm, wingsnuggles. And kisses. Both such good things.

Someone knocks on the door.

"—that's Izaneth. Probably done with the remodel and wondering what I'm up to."

Snort. "Bet he's not expecting the real answer."

"I bet he's not," he agrees.

He goes to answer the door.

"Hey, I'm done with what the fuck," says Izaneth, staring into the room.

"What's wrong?" Khythen asks from behind him.

"I, uh..."

He steps aside so Khythen can see into the room.

Talyr goes back to Mezeidai's bed to sit next to her, mantling his wings protectively.

"...What the fuck seconded," Khythen says, stunned.

Mezeidai curls up into Talyr, not sure to what extent the lie applies to his boyfriend and--presumably that's the one who noticed the other captive was a person--as well as the others.

"This is Mezeidai," says Talyr. "She is, as you can see, a half-demon."

"How did you know?"

"I didn't, until I touched her. Then - well, we talked."

She nods. She is watching Khythen warily.

Khythen--makes nothing resembling a sudden move or an attempt to get closer to her.

"Talked about...?"

"...this is gonna shake everybody the fuck up, isn't it," says Izaneth. "It kinda shakes me up and I haven't even been playing."

"Yes, I rather think it might," says Talyr, hugging Mezeidai. "You might want to let them know when they wake up. I'm not leaving Mezeidai alone until I'm satisfied that no one is going to hurt her again."

...Khythen nods slowly. "That. Seems reasonable."

To her. "...I'm sorry."

She hides her face behind one of her wings and snuggles a little closer to Talyr.

Hug.

"...I'll just. Go and do that," Khythen says a little awkwardly, and goes to go and do that.

...Izaneth comes into the room.

"Hey," he says quietly to Mezeidai. "I'm Izaneth. Sorry about, uh, everything."

"I don't think we have time for a long conversation now, but maybe I can introduce you to my boyfriends properly later."

"You didn't do anything," she tells Izaneth. "...Except make the 'beds' comfier, which is a good thing."