Larksong Grotto Gucci

"Yeah-- 'course," she mutters, returning his embrace. Her nose dips into his fur and she takes in his scent again, reminding herself of it briefly. She parts with him, studying him. "Just... just let me know whatya need, or whatever," she adds, her tail beginning to wag behind her. Her ears perk up slightly, and she returns his smile. She herself is not graceful, but her smile is smoother and sweeter than his-- she does it more often, so it's more natural for her. She does not know of how much he really does appreciate her, but she hopes that he will always appreciate her. She isn't sure that this will go any differently than the Ridge, but if it makes him happy, she'll give it a shot.