"I am certain I won't be anything less than perfection, my dear," Rhysand said comfortably and casually over his shoulder before adding, "In time, of course."
Then he looked back at her and blinked at the camera. "What do I do with it?" he asked, turning properly and sitting up, his wings disappearing with a shattering of shadow and mist as if the shape had been made of nothing but cloud and darkness. Free to move the lord got to his feet and moved alongside Katherine and took the device.