"Dan Heng, are you still having trouble?" You asked, as you took the Cloud Piercer for a test drive, the bright green trapar trails leaving streaks across the sky from Cloud Piercer's liftboard.

His eyes were focused on his reflection, the longer hair, transparent horns... was this really him? He'd long fought with the past and thought he'd accepted himself, but-

"It's pretty." Your voice breaks him out of his thoughts, your hand leaving the controls to place over his.

"What?" He breathes, snapping himself out of his haze, clearing his throat.

"The skyfish, the trapar levels, the sky... you." You smile, reassuring him in your own way. You weren't even human, you surely wouldn't understand. But somehow, somehow, he feels comforted, his cheeks tinging pink.

"Focus on piloting, not me." He huffs, but makes no move to push your hand away. And you're glad that this confusing human who'd grown on you in ways you don't understand, is slowly accepting himself.