Hushed Willows by every half-wit of distinction she keeps around

That's very kind of you, she said softly, her smile warm and boundless. Without volition, she stepped forward to press her head into the crook of his neck, enjoying the strong, solid feel of him against her cheek. Lily stayed there for a short while before pulling back again, her heart thumping a little erratically against her chest.

I'll let you know when it's time to leave, the blackbird said, trying--and failing--to sound businesslike. The giddy excitement bled through her tone, no matter what she did to shove it down. I should get back to my patrols--I don't suppose you'd want to join me, today? Hopefully you won't get sick of me by the time we leave, she added, giggling.