[ Booooo. Fun police have arrived again! But it's fine. One, she got him to be a blushing mess again. Two, that request...

Her expression softens, and he's earned some affectionate rubs to his faceplate. After she giggles and rubs at her cheek, anyway. His pokes weren't gentle! ]

I think I have one nearby. Hold on.

[ Impulsively, she adds in a kiss to his "cheek", then she begins climbing down. Slowly! Carefully! She doesn't need to reawaken Fussywave.

She glances around, then pads over to a table that has books and such covering it. It's a mess, but it's a well-organized mess. It takes a moment to search through it, but eventually she pulls out a notebook. This one's mainly for writing down things that she likes from the books she reads. Small things to inspire her, something he'll see if he flips through. Once she snags the longest pen she's got, she moves back over to him, clutching everything close to her chest. ]

I'm trusting you with this, okay? It's important to me, so...be gentle. And don't write anything mean!

[ She takes a breath, then hands it over. No big deal. Just giving him one of her most precious things to use. It's fine! ]

I'll order room service while you do that. Just in case you need some time, on account of your big alien hands. [ She shuffles awkwardly, waffling on if she should stay around. Ultimately, she decides to give him some space. ] Come join me when you're done, okay?

[ He gets a fond glance, then she turns and leaves, her heart fluttering with nervousness and excitement. ]