Moonspear like the legends of the phoenix, all ends with beginnings

As he begun, Hydra settled. It was clear his experience here was limited, but Hydra knew that he would learn. Besides, it certainly wasn't bad. It was quite good, actually—for an amateur, he was doing well. She leaned into his touch and relaxed, quite comforted by the ritual. It was a soothing process, and she was glad to think she had no knots to potentially ruin the experience. No, all things considered, this was going brilliantly. Her own mind entered a comfortable fog, numb in her contentedness with their procedure. The half-lidded gaze revealed as much, her breathing deep and slow in her relaxation.