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When she started to rise he momentarily wondered if he had offended her but as she made sure he was comfortable he was reassured. He was thrilled when she seemed almost eager to begin making his basket and mused about the sorts of things she was offering to include. "Well, sorry to disappoint, but I'm afraid I'm a rather simple male. Plain things suit me just fine. Unless . . ." his eyes caught on the feathers of her mane and he was reminded of the feathery adornments in his own. "I do have a fondness for feathers." he hoped she would be pleased by his effort to find something she could add to personalize it. "And Aiesha?" he met her eyes with his own, hoping his sincerity shone through, "Thank you. I really appreciate it. Everything. You taking care of me. Offering to make me one of your baskets. Not to mention your special juice." With that he broke her gaze and sought the gourd she had left nearby.
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