[ It's not that Sam is preening, exactly - but all right, he's preening a little. Look, it's just been a really long time since he's had the wings on at all. Even if he's not flying with them, it still feels... real damn good, having them on again. Like a little bit of a weight's been lifted off his shoulders.
And having someone else appreciate them is always a hell of a thing.
There's a curl of approval out across the mental links, a sense that honestly, Hadrian doesn't have to ask if he wants to go for physical contact, seeing as Sam's a pretty tactile guy himself, and he grins a little. ]
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And having someone else appreciate them is always a hell of a thing.
There's a curl of approval out across the mental links, a sense that honestly, Hadrian doesn't have to ask if he wants to go for physical contact, seeing as Sam's a pretty tactile guy himself, and he grins a little. ]
Hell yeah, go for it.