Can I, now. [ She starts with his wing, slowly petting so the feathers slide between her fingers. Her other arm remains clutching his. And she smiles at that little kiss. ]

If you tell me what gift you want, chances are good that I'll give it to you. Starting with whatever you want me stroking. If my pretty head has to think of something all on my own, I might need a minute. You're a bit of a challenge.