[Ain pulls back just long enough to get a good look at Vash and good god he's red. He's so red that were Ain not the cause of this, he'd think the guy has a fever or a really bad sunburn. But it's really nothing so innocent.

His wings flex happily a few times, like he might take off if they weren't indoors, and the trilling starts up for a half-minutes in the back of his throat. That's the thing about birds, is they're noisy constantly, even when their noises are a bit less-than-sexy. Songbirds are the worst. Ain is completely unaware he's even doing this as he excitedly starts sticking his hands up under Vash's shirt so he can pry it off.]

You look so cute~. Like you have a fever and everything. Do you need me to slow down a little before your head explodes?

[He'd prefer the blood to go in the opposite direction, really, so slowing down isn't exactly in his interests. But if Vash like... gets so flustered he passes out... Doesn't that happen to humans when all the blood goes to their head? They pass out somehow?

Ain, a healer: "Yeah that makes sense."

Anyway, as he's asking this, his hands are roaming the expanse of Vash's abdomen. Slowly.]