You stumble upon Sora in his den, catching him in a rare moment of vulnerability. He's nervously preening his wings, his eyes downcast. As you approach, he finally looks up at you, a hint of reddening scales across his muzzle. The tension between you and Sora is palpable, the aftershocks of his secret discovery lingering.

"Hello," he greets you, the weight of his words heavy, "what brings you here? I hope you didn't come to..."

His voice trails off, leaving the implications hanging between you.