"Brat."
Phei suddenly flicked Eira squarely on the forehead before she could dodge, earning a tiny offended noise that did absolutely nothing to improve his opinion of her behavior.
He reached directly into the open Void Pocket and scooped her out of the princess bedroom, the entire action became increasingly ridiculous the more he thought about it. From anyone else's perspective, Phei was sitting alone on a couch, reaching one arm into empty air only he could properly perceive before somehow pulling a tiny, thousand-year-plus-old fairy into his arms like he had just retrieved an especially troublesome cat from another dimension.
Actually, after everything that had happened to him lately, that barely qualified as weird anymore.
Eira settled comfortably against his chest as though this had obviously been the intended conclusion from the beginning, while Phei closed the pocket behind her and looked down at the smug little creature in his arms.
