Bella let out the slightest exhale of a sigh, feeling far too content to leave their current position but feeling the need to forget about that moment of unsettling feelings Flora had given her. Reluctantly Bella withdrew slightly, and almost as hesitantly she took his hand. She remembered again that he could be seeing things, and she was really going to have to get over that fast. Because by no means did she want him to stop touching her.
She lead Odin into her kitchen, a large and bright room with lots of light wood and natural light from the many windows. It was like the family kitchen out of an old TV show. Knick-knacks and family treasures everywhere, not to mention a fridge covered in pictures and magnets. She headed towards the breakfast nook, and slid the sliding glass door open a few feet. She extended her free hand, and that was all the invitation Flora needed. The bird swooped in from a not-so-far away tree, and landed on Bella's extended hand in the most Disney Princess-est of ways. Bella brought her in and closed the door. "Odin, this is Flora. Flora, Odin." And mind your words, birdbrain.
Flora chirped happily. "Hello, Odin. It's a pleasure to meet you."