“About what it would be like to be with a changeling. Openly, not as unwitting food. I never contemplated the possibility before. It was… strange. And exciting.” His eyes closed, and she felt the heat of his breath on her dermis. She looked up to see the pair of them reflected in the mirror across the room. She saw her own chartreuse eyes staring back at her, the thin locks of mane beginning to grow back, the stallion behind her resting on her withers as they were seated there, his arms wrapped around her. She closed the covers over her eyes.