(She closes her eyes as his wings moves to bring them close. She goes to move her free hand off of his face to brush those dark wings. Yes, its a start, a very good start. Her eyes reopen when he speaks again and gains a smug expression.)

Look at whom I have to deal with. (Then his lighter tone and she goes to shift her position a little in order to lean against him.) Do not under estmate your own charms as well, my king.