Sorry, I didn't have a hand to tie your hair. [ Hers, though still silver, is annoyingly perfect because she's made for flying. Chiropteran genes, everyone. ] If it helps, I like it down. Even with the wind effects.

[ Watching him notice the change in his appearance but pretending she's not. Whatever his reasons, conscious or not, they're his. She can imagine many iterations and she understands them all. ]

Thank you. I'll only be a pest if absolutely necessary.

[ She folds her huge wings as best she can and slowly maneuvers them through the door frame. He said not to change back, so she doesn't. Door is shut behind her. ]

Can I get you anything? I know it's your place, but once again, you saved my ass back there.