Sebastian blushed. "Well..." he said nervously, taking her hand, "would you like to be in one? With me?"<br/><br/>Nicholas watched the two from Rosalie's nest. He took a feather, put it in his pocket, and floated down, using his mechanical wings made of wood, papyrus, and string. He landed softly behind a bush and folded them into his backpack. He peered over the bush, watching intently.