Kreyu spins delicate threads of Karma to disguise the sights and sounds within this house, a process of several minutes.

Then, she smiles, lets her wings manifest. "You can take your amulet off, if you like."

She grabs more of the balm for sunburn, having a feeling he will need it. She moves toward the bed, her hips swaying. "Would you let me put balm on your burns again?"

She's pretty sure what his answer is going to be, but asking is important.