'Pharis has a weird thing about angels.' No shit.

Yeah, I /know/ his kid.

Yeah, we were.

How about three?

What for?

...Why are we on this topic?

That seems like a yes so he will retrieve three of the nicer looking ones and pass them over.

The feathers are carefully dropped into the pillowcase. Honestly he's a little happy to see that Iana still has it and he wonders if all of the other feathers that he had given in the past were still in there. As for what he wants... how about a hug?

That's honestly a question that he asks himself a lot. Aside from that, Iana's memory is close enough to accurate to count. Is he going to bring any of that up himself? No, he's just going to smile and accept the hug.

...Why think of him?

If he hadn't returned the hug before, he certainly was now as he also buries his face against Iana. Sometimes it isn't so bad being shorter than others. This.. is a feeling of comfort that he has not had in a while and hopefully Iana won't mind if he wishes for it to last longer.

His feathers settle down as he does. "Nothing." Yeah, nothing is wrong here. He's fine. Iana's fine. "Where have you been?"

"About the same, I think. It's either too boring or I accidentally broke something that I shouldn't have." Made easier by him fighting more to pass the time. Still it's good to see Iana again.

"A wall, chandelier, couple vases, and many bones." He almost was 'jailed' for it but Sha'ah went easy on him. Now he mostly breaks bones because that's allowed.

"Just about anyone willing to fight me really." He just has to keep his fights to the training grounds so the things inside the castle aren't damaged.

He definitely does not sense any threat from the tall bun, but his wings do flap and flare from his confusion as he is tipped. Even his legs come up and wrap around Iana's waist as another anchor point just in case the other does tip him fully over.