[When he apologises, she unfurls her wings again, no longer feeling the same sense of danger. There's something familiar, in fact, about the action. Something that tugs at her heartstrings.
It's exactly what Ashton would've done. The voice even sounds a little like his.]
I don't know, I... I woke up here. All I could think of was singing. [She readjusts her hair, which has fallen away from her breasts a little, giving her a touch more decency.] I don't even know what I was singing, I just...
[Then she sees his eyes, and a strange thrill shoots through her body - they look just like Ashton's did when he was taken over by the dragons. Is it possible? If she has wings, then couldn't he be...
She moves closer to him, reaching out to touch his face.]