[Izō gets away with it for a longer than he usually might; absorbed as he is in admiring his wings, Childe doesn't even notice until one particularly strong hitch of his breath jerks his body. Something has made his feathers feel exquisite to the touch, as though he's twice as sensitive as normal, and the veritable giggle that his senses have become surges at it.
Finally, though, he draws back and flashes Izō a sheepish grin.]
Sorry. I didn't realise you were so...
[He trails off, this time distracted by his mouth. It's practically inviting him to kiss it- but he holds back, raking his teeth across his own lower lip to try and satisfy the urge.
... this is the Stardust, isn't it? Suddenly the demand is crystal clear to him.]
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Finally, though, he draws back and flashes Izō a sheepish grin.]
Sorry. I didn't realise you were so...
[He trails off, this time distracted by his mouth. It's practically inviting him to kiss it- but he holds back, raking his teeth across his own lower lip to try and satisfy the urge.
... this is the Stardust, isn't it? Suddenly the demand is crystal clear to him.]