Kreyu is afraid for a moment that she's hurt him, between the cursing and the sound he makes into her shoulder. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt..." she's babbling, and then she feels him come against her thigh.

Oh, OH. That wasn't pain. Or at least MOSTLY wasn't pain.

She holds him gingerly, arms wrapped around him and her hands out of his wings. She's making soothing noises as her heart hammers loudly in her chest.