There is, of course, a situation. A very possibly worrisome and important situation, all things considered. Ah, but that situation is taking backseat to this interesting sort of haze that she's found herself in and the fact that she can feel him breathing.

He really should stop that - it's distracting.

"Hmm?" she hums almost absently, swaying forward a bit before his fingers tighten and her eyes fly wide, breath catching like a something trapped.

She clasps her fingers over her mouth quickly to muffle the noise and squeaks lets out a quiet, "Um, bird. Yes - I - of course."