"You dun needa keep apologizin," Zephyr said with the most gentle little snicker. "You think whatcha think. It's cool. An not like, yknow, I'm not usedta gettin way weirder stuff. So. If you wan..."

Holding his hand out? Tended to spook some people, especially people who were wary of othersense sorts. Came off too romantic and /grabby/, or so he'd learned in all his years of offering up his skin. Zephyr did that now more holding his elbow her way.

"Can just touch me."