The rose petal door sighed shut behind them, enclosing them in the soft, rosy light filtering through the translucent walls.
Rosetta's home was exactly as he'd imagined: very elegant, fragrant, and impossibly cozy.
The cerulean glow around Zenith slowly faded as his bare feet touched the plush carpet of petals beneath them.
"Well now, we'll have to get you over to the sewing-talents tomorrow," Rosetta said, as she observed Zenith's garment.
"Can't have our newest sparrowman running about in arrival robes forever." She said teasingly.
"Haha, yeah," Zenith chuckled, plucking at the soft fabric. "I guess I do need a change of clothes."
"We'll definitely get you an amazing outfit, something that'll match your style perfectly!" She said passionately, her love for fashion was on full display.
"Oh, and I can't wait to introduce you to my friends tomorrow!" Rosetta said excitedly.
"Vidia might be prickly at first, but she warms up eventually. And Silvermist, oh, you'll adore Silvermist!"
Rosetta spoke heartily about her companions.
Among her close circle of friends, she was the only one that had been there to witness Zenith's arrival.
She could already imagine their reactions when they saw this wingless sparrowman hovering midair in that mesmerizing blue glow.
"Haha, I'm really looking forward to meeting them," Zenith said with a smile.
He truly wished to get acquainted with the group of beautiful pixies from the movies.
"Oh my, pardon my yappin', I got a bit carried away... uhm, let me get you something to drink," Rosetta said shyly.
She'd realized that she's been talking for so long without offering him any hospitality.
She poured nectar into two acorn cups, "Uhm, here, this is for you." she said, passing one into Zenith's hands.
"Thank you," Zenith murmured softly, he still felt a bit nervous standing in Rosetta's home.
"You know, you're actually quite tall, now that I'm standing beside you," Rosetta remarked, tilting her head back to meet his gaze.
"Oh, am I really?" Zenith chuckled, glancing down at Rosetta's upturned face.
The top of her head barely reached his shoulder.
The average sparrowman stood at roughly 5.5 to 5.7-inches tall.
But Zenith's 6.3-inch frame made him tower over Rosetta's petite form.
Her gaze lingered on Zenith's sharp jawline, and the way his snow-white hair fell in waves over his mesmerizing blue eyes.
"Handsome, and tall..." she murmured without thinking, then immediately pressed a hand to her lips as if she could push the words back in.
"Ah, ahem..." Rosetta cleared her throat delicately, fanning her suddenly warm cheeks with one hand while the other clutched her acorn cup tightly.
"Uhm, is it a bit hot in here, I mean, you must be tired after all that flying! Let me just..."
She whirled away shyly, rearranging some cushions made from maple leaves with unnecessary vigor.
Zenith smiled softly as he lifted the acorn cup to his lips.
How could he not notice Rosetta's crush on him? He wasn't that dense.
But then he tensed as a thought suddenly struck him.
'Can fairies even do "that" type of thing?' He blinked, his brain stuttering over the implications.
Did fairy relationships work the same way as human ones?
Did they even *have* relationships in that sense? The stories never exactly spelled it out.
He secretly brought a hand to his crotch, giving it a light squeeze.
To his relief, everything felt... present.
Which shouldn't have been surprising, Zenith realized, as he took subtle glances at Rosetta's shapely figure.
There was a clear distinction between male sparrowmen and female pixies.
Complete with all the expected anatomical differences, just scaled down to their proportions.
Even if they couldn't reproduce sexually, as half magical and half biological creatures, Never Fairies still retained the capacity for such intimacy.
Although sex wasn't a topic explicitly discussed in the movies, there were several hints of romantic altercations between fairies.
'What am I even thinking,' Zenith sighed, a sudden, absurd urge to laugh bubbled up his throat.
Here he was, standing in Rosetta's home, confirming he still had a *dick* while she fluttered about blushing.
'Though I must admit, knowing that fairies can have sex is still quite refreshing,' he thought, his smile deepening.