Nope's Peak [Day 4 Date] Reyson

[pecker]

[Being matched with Reyson was completely unsurprising, after the flustered mess they got into before sorting out the lap petting. Those damn chinchillas really were watching them all like hawks... she can't deny that she's more comfortable being around someone that's at least as avian as they are human. Ryouka was never in her life asked to backstab a bird. Saying that's a reason they can be friends would likely be going too far, but it's not like everyone has to be a foe either. So all in all, she's fairly happy, especially seeing the efforts Reyson's gone to to eliminate the prison atmosphere. A sheet drawn over the bars, a rug along the floor, and even a tablecloth for the small table... it still feels more like a stage set than an actual room, but in at least one sense that's fitting for her too. And for Reyson, who's going to ... sing? She didn't actually ask him what music meant. She will look past him curiously for any kind of instrument, as she's delivered on her end of bringing a snack. Differentiating herself from Ruler, she wound up baking some fruit and nut cookies.... and also some sliced apples, just in case that didn't go over well. She'd learned recently that food was actually a riskier gamble than expected.]

Not bad. I-I like what you've done with the place...!

[Comes out a little awkwardly, since it's not like this is actually Reyson's house. The tray she was carrying these on is set down on the table as she timidly approaches. She's also changed into one of her sets of spare clothes - the outfit she wore is a dark fuchsia dress suit that's quite similar to one she would wear in the past. It's nothing too fancy, decidedly more modest than her warrior outfit. Too bad if he misses her abs.]

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[aria_ardeinae]

[ Reyson's also wearing a new outfit - which is the same as his old outfit, essentially. The difference is some slight variations on embroidery and specific hue, but mostly, that he hasn't been wearing it for three days in a row while ruining televisions and getting into fights and dragging around rugs and so on - it's not a heavy rug or anything, but it's bulky, and he's not strong, and it was a long way to drag it. The heaviest object in the room is thirty pounds of harp, anyway. ] Ah, you look different. [ Less feathery, and less like she's wearing something to fight in. Should he be reading something into that? Anyway, she's got food, which is arguably more important. He's not one of the big ravenous predators, but he's still a creature of instinct, his attention's more on her cooking than her outfit. ]