Vax took a moment to steady himself, aware at least objectively of how ridiculous and awkward he may seem. It wasn't her magic that had unsettled him, of course, and he didn't want her to have that impression of him.
"My feathers don't ruffle quite that easily," he reassured her, something more wry gradually replacing the melancholy.
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"My feathers don't ruffle quite that easily," he reassured her, something more wry gradually replacing the melancholy.