that one," I said as I squatted down beside him. "Should have been gold instead of yellow though."
He stretched his good wing around me in the demon equivalent of draping an arm over my shoulder. "So you're not laughing at me today?" he asked.
"Nope." I glanced over at him, feeling my cheeks getting warmer already. "I mean, this morning was pretty hot, right?"
"And I didn't do anything stupid?" he asked.
I shook my head vehemently. "Oh, no. In my opinion, you did a whole lot of things very, very right." Then I giggled. "You know, I really didn't mean to get in the middle of that."
"I kinda like you in the middle," he admitted. "And Luke knew that I would. That's why he pushed." But Ron wouldn't meet my eyes. "I… When you…" He sighed. "I liked it when you sucked my dick, but didn't expect it," he finally blurted out.
"Well," I said, aware that my face was bright enough to match my hair now, "I like sucking your dick, but I didn't think it would happen either. So, are we good?"
"Very, very good," he assured me, the most adorable smile taking over his face. "So, why do you want to go to Daemin?"
Which meant he just changed the subject, and in truth, I was kinda glad. I was pretty sure that my face couldn't take much more of this abuse. Between the blushing and the smiling, I was dying over here.
"Well, I figured that if this is your natural body, then it's not actually here, right? The changes to the bubble just let us see it. Here, we made an improved, aether-sensitive skin for Tyrnigg. The one that looks like a fairy but allows you to still use aether like you can on Vesdar. If I understand right, it's just an 'overlay' for this world, basically."
"Which is why I still should look like a fairy outside the bubble," he agreed, nodding for me to keep going.
"So, when I try to think about this rationally," I said, desperately twisting my mind around the confusing issue of so many bodies, "the only way it makes sense is for Nick's changes to the bubble to basically ignore any skin on this plane. Like it erases everything done to your body here. That means that if we want to change you, then I need to heal you there. On Daemin, in your real body."
"Or make a skin on Daemin?" He asked. "There's a chance that would work, and it should be a lot easier. Less chance of you overdoing it."
"Nick says that a skin won't work because they're localized, so a Daemin skin won't be seen here regardless. Am I understanding this right?" Because, after all, he was the genius when it came to this aether stuff.
"We actually don't know, but you're thinking the right way," Ron agreed. "But, in theory, there's a difference between making a skin and reshaping me. Healing would be somewhere in the middle. Granted, I'm pretty sure that no one's ever had the power to reshape a natural body before, so it's been a moot point. That's pretty much why we use skins."
"Want to try?" I asked.
"Now?"
I just nodded at him. "I have plenty of aether - which Nick won't take. Sam and Luke are going to be busy with Nick for a while, and Bel's probably going to need two trips to fill him up. Not that Nick would need two trips, but we both know Bel doesn't do anything by half. So, I figure if I go tell Luke where we're going, then he could tell the others for us."
"And Nick is going to be pissed if he realizes you're doing a major working," Ron pointed out. "If he won't even take your aether, then he certainly doesn't want you spending it on me."
"That's not how this works," I told him. "I feel fine. Nick likes to worry. If he doesn't want this aether, then there's no reason I can't spend it on you. Otherwise, he's just going to have to do this all over again when he removes that rune from the bubble and we're all back in our fairy skins."
Ron pushed himself to his feet and turned to face me. "Sia, in case you missed it, I agree with Nick on this."
"Fine, then you can make sure that I don't spend too much aether making sure that you don't hurt. While you're at it, you can also help me understand why it's okay for you