[And his cheek-feathers glow red as she squeezes his hand! It's hard to imagine that a hand so warm, so lovely, was executing orders of evil just the night before. This has to be just some spell he has to break her out of! Maybe he can win her over.

And then his heart beats quicker at her suggestion. A reading? Of his own palm? Even more hand contact??]

W-well, I... I'm doing what's right! You don't have to feel like you owe me anything. I just like being here for you. And you know? I just had a fortune cookie the other night, so I think I got my lucky numbers!

[He jokes with a small chuckle, but he still is tantalized by the offer.]

B-but hey! If you really wanna go for it, I... won't stop you. My hand is open for you! [He tugs at his collar nervously.]