[he feels filled with warmth at her words, and topples over finally to allow the tummy-rubbings to commence in earnest, his one arm folded up against his chest and his wings limply half-folded. Once PM finds that spot on his side, his left foot will do that gentle kicking reflex thing dogs do, and it will be undignified as heck, but it'll be pretty cute. WV is too far-gone to care either way.]
[if PM chances a look up, she'll notice that the grass surrounding the carpet has become a field of flowers in bloom.]