"Now I'll just need to unpack my things and settle in..." She glances around. She's not holding anything. "Done! Off we go, then."

Snicker.

Smile. ... Thoughtful pause.

"... Actually. I could use another set of clothes so I can peel off my armor, if you don't mind conjuring clothes. It's not actively painful but it's slightly uncomfortable."

"Magic wardrobe!" he says, pointing.

"Oh?" She checks the magic wardrobe, then smiles at the clothes inside.

"Well okay then, I continue to have no complaints about my guest room."

He grins at her.

She smiles back!

"... I um. Would you be willing to help with the armor? I'm pretty sure it's bent in a way to make it trickier than usual to get out of, I could possibly get myself out of it but it would take a while and might suck a bit."

"Sure," he says. "Is it magic, should I be worried about what will happen if I turn it into air and back to get it off you? The healing water travels fine that way but I don't know if your magic would."

"It is magic! And I have no idea, I've never dealt with enchanted things getting turned to air and back before. I could quickly enchant a really simple light and we could test it? If we break the armor, it's not the end of the world. I can enchant another set, it'll just take some time and a set of armor to enchant. Which you can presumably make?"

"I can, yeah. Sure, we can test it with a light."

"Can I have a small object to bestow light upon, then?"

Conjuration: so convenient!

He holds out his hand, and by the time he finishes the movement there is a glass flower in it, ruffly pink petals surrounded by a palm-sized spread of dark green leaves. "Does that work?"

She looks wryly at the flower, then back at him. She is kind of charmed by how he casually shows off his power.

"Yes, thank you. Give me a little while, this will take a few minutes."

Atreia takes a seat in the bed, wings unfolding to a comfortable position. She holds the glass carnation in her hands and closes her eyes.

There's a subtle hum to the air, and both she and the flower glow faintly with silver-gold light.

"Pretty."

"Me, the flower, or the visual effects? Because that second one is awfully self congratulatory," she teases, eyes still closed.

"The visual effects were what I was talking about, although you and the flower are both also pretty."

"Thank you."

The light around her dims and the light around the flower brightens incrementally, until she doesn't glow at all. The hum fades, and she opens her eyes.

"Here is your self congratulatory glowing flower."

He picks it up. It vanishes, and reappears in his other hand.

It still glows!

"All right. That seems good enough to test with part of my armor next - uh, do you have enough finesse with the air thing to just grab my gauntlets? They wouldn't take as long as the rest of it to re-enchant if they break."

"Sure. Here."

A gauntlet vanishes. It rematerializes in his hand. He offers it to her.

She peers at it.

"Enchantment's fine!" she happily proclaims. "Right then. Rest of the armor too? Leaving the padding and clothes under it, please. I prefer slightly more preamble before all of my clothes disappear."

—he snorts.

The armour vanishes, and reappears piled neatly on the floor.

"Thank you. Give me a few minutes to change?"

"Sure." He smiles at her and vanishes.

"That's going to take some getting used to," she says wryly, then she closes the door and gets changed. It's sort of hard to verify if he's out of the room, but - well, he's absurdly powerful and completely capable of doing whatever he wants anyway. Worrying about if he's peeking while she's changing is more than a little ridiculous.

Once she's changed, she pokes her head out of the door. "All right, ready."