[Pink brows push together in confusion at the other's choice of words. He's unfamiliar with their meaning in such a context and ends up thinking of a art gallery with peanuts on display. At least until he's told of that tid-bit about his wings.]
Oh!
[He drops the gem, allowing it to clatter to the floor as his wings disappear. Only to kneel and pick it back up again. They reappear with their pink furry outline.]
Thank you, Miss Jo.
[He give a generous bow and sweep of his arm.]
I am Alla dAubergine. Thank you for coming to meet me, and save me from another... euh, scene.
[Even though their trapeze-like act in a slow fall was quite a scene in itself. His gaze does quickly fall to her wing, noticing they're not moth-like at all.]
no subject
[Pink brows push together in confusion at the other's choice of words. He's unfamiliar with their meaning in such a context and ends up thinking of a art gallery with peanuts on display. At least until he's told of that tid-bit about his wings.]
Oh!
[He drops the gem, allowing it to clatter to the floor as his wings disappear. Only to kneel and pick it back up again. They reappear with their pink furry outline.]
Thank you, Miss Jo.
[He give a generous bow and sweep of his arm.]
I am Alla dAubergine. Thank you for coming to meet me, and save me from another... euh, scene.
[Even though their trapeze-like act in a slow fall was quite a scene in itself. His gaze does quickly fall to her wing, noticing they're not moth-like at all.]