It's like that deliriously warm first time, how careful Magni had been with her, how gently she had touched her. Moving her about like a piece of glass, and as much - much as she did not need it, did not always want others to treat her this way, and would do just as Magni said - dug her claws in.

She cannot deny that she adores it. That no matter what else, Magni always touched her like something precious.

"Because you might be my mountain, but very soon I am going to be a boulder." She laughs, even with her head grinding back at an angle to press her neck up for the offering.