[There's a small bit of a startled yelp, but it's only for the surprise of being up so high, so suddenly. No matter what he is, if skittish animals trust him, he must be gentle, and he's very quickly proven that, so Marie is sure she doesn't have anything to fear.
But she's a Rider so it's definitely not so bad to ride...in his hands. She can just dangle there like a rag doll no problem. La reine, elle est très petite et mignonne!
When she spots the bird, she almost claps her hands together in excitement of it all - but remembers just in time that it will only make the bird fly off, and panic. So instead she admires it for a moment before beaming down at Aster.]
It's lovely! Look how very bold he is, what a fine colour! You have great taste, monsieur- ah, what's your name? I'm Marie.
[Monsieur...? That's a word he's never heard. He looks up at Marie and tilts his head, staring for a moment, then decides first thing's first: if she's seen the bird already, then he ought to put her down, which...he does. But he remains hunched over briefly, staring again, to make sure she's okay. It's not like anything happened, but this is a guy one use of monstrous strength away from EX rank strength and the limited mental faculties that might cause him to be careless. Ever since he got out of the labyrinth he's learned to be careful when handling anyone.
But she seems okay, so he stands back up straight.]
[Yes she heard the 'ios' after, but she is deciding right here and now that's his nickname and that's what she's going to call him.]
It's perfect for you, did you know that's a kind of flower? A very beautiful one, if I find any, I'll make a crown of them for you, how does that sound?
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But she's a Rider so it's definitely not so bad to ride...in his hands. She can just dangle there like a rag doll no problem. La reine, elle est très petite et mignonne!
When she spots the bird, she almost claps her hands together in excitement of it all - but remembers just in time that it will only make the bird fly off, and panic. So instead she admires it for a moment before beaming down at Aster.]
It's lovely! Look how very bold he is, what a fine colour! You have great taste, monsieur- ah, what's your name? I'm Marie.
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But she seems okay, so he stands back up straight.]
Marie...Ast...Aster...ios.
[Or the Minotaur, depending on who you ask.
Not that you can.
Cause they're probably dead.]
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[Yes she heard the 'ios' after, but she is deciding right here and now that's his nickname and that's what she's going to call him.]
It's perfect for you, did you know that's a kind of flower? A very beautiful one, if I find any, I'll make a crown of them for you, how does that sound?
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Where? Where??
[HE'S VERY CURIOUS PLEASE SHOW HIM HIS FLOWER NEW FRIEND.]