Silverlight Terrace walkin' after midnight

He held aloft a beard of feathers, some which fell loose from his grip as he hoisted them high, drifting around him. When the woman looked his way she was smiling - it was small, but it was something - and Revui felt proud of himself for earning that little reaction. It was better than nothing. She resumed the hunt for herbs and whatever else, and he p-too'd the feathers as soon as she was looking away from him. It took a few tries before they were all free of his teeth (as some were stuck to the fine hairs of his cheeks) but after, he rooted in the dirt beside her as if nothing had happened. He didn't know what to look for though, and gave up momentarily - taking to keeping watch while she roamed further.