[His wings are enormous enough to completely encircle them when fully extended, and he does so. Hiding spot within a hiding spot. He graciously lets her lean into him, and savors the feeling of her hands brushing against his wings.]

Mm, well. Perhaps you were right about my influence. [a small chuckle as he takes this whole situation in] And I certainly can't argue with that.

[Not that he's partial to using them on her, of all people. ...On purpose.]

Let's...take it slow. Okay? I'm... [still a little uncomfortable? worried about you? really actually hoping this will work out??] ...I want to make sure this turns out alright.