"Hmm...I don't like this one," Ignis whispered behind my ears.
You hardly like anyone, Ignis.
[Master, this one's weird] Jade chirped--quietly, because I said to mind the noise, and Jade was a good little bird. [Why wear pajamas during the day?]
Ignis snorted and I had to press my lips not to laugh. The Salamander must have seen a lot in the Realm of Lust, but my baby bird was raised in an environment that condoned revealing clothes.
"I don't know, Jade. Maybe this is her bedroom?"
[But there's no bed, Master! And Master don't wear pajamas when the sun is up!]
Valid reasoning.
[Oh! Maybe that one's sick? Master wears pajamas in bed during the day when Master is sick!]
"Technically, she is sick," I felt Ignis's flame graze my neck in up-and-down movement. "Not as bad as Valen was, though."
Ignis's flame felt ticklish and I couldn't help but let out a giggle. She snapped.
"I ask who are you."
