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It must have been her position - vulnerable, open - in comparison to his own upright and stable state that gave him the confidence to be in her space. If you had asked Diaval if he was skittish, he would have been puzzled by the question. As it were, in reality, the young male was quite so. He watched the light in her eyes as she finally noticed him and her warm, calm greeting made his own face relax into a crooked, soft smile. 

She pawed at him and Diaval leaned forward to poke at her legs playfully with his dark muzzle. He laughed, more of a giggle than anything, and looked back down at her. She seemed comfortable in her upside down world and he was, as well. 

"It's been a little while. I thought you were gonna be on the coast? What are you doing here?"