The cloud-blush was very endearing, Ariel thought. He liked that brightening, knowing that Storm was pleased. Although he understood what it was like to be like a walking mood ring at times, as his glow could brighten or fade depending on his state of mind.
And then, with that compliment, it was Ariel's turn to look shy, head tilting downward briefly, a faint pink tint slipping into his cheeks. "You're sweet to say so," he replied as he fingered the material absently, because he couldn't help but continue to touch it. Already there was a part of his mind formulating design possibilities. There was certainly enough fabric here to make more than one thing.
"I do love colour," he added. All the colours of the rainbow and beyond. In that way, Ariel was as bright and colourful as Storm was monochromatic. "I can't help but be drawn to them." Like a bee to all the most colourful flowers was the Unicorn to colourful fabrics. Of course, he loved flowers as well.