He definitely does not sense any threat from the tall bun, but his wings do flap and flare from his confusion as he is tipped. Even his legs come up and wrap around Iana's waist as another anchor point just in case the other does tip him fully over.
"A wall, chandelier, couple vases, and many bones." He almost was 'jailed' for it but Sha'ah went easy on him. Now he mostly breaks bones because that's allowed.
"About the same, I think. It's either too boring or I accidentally broke something that I shouldn't have." Made easier by him fighting more to pass the time. Still it's good to see Iana again.
He absolutely was not ready to be lifted up and placed on the rail, but he also does not resist it. In fact all he does is lift his head in mild alarm while half of the feathers on his wings ruffle. The alarm is quick to pass at least as he regards Iana with a questioning stare.*
If he hadn't returned the hug before, he certainly was now as he also buries his face against Iana. Sometimes it isn't so bad being shorter than others. This.. is a feeling of comfort that he has not had in a while and hopefully Iana won't mind if he wishes for it to last longer.
Ooh, the feeling of fingers running through his hair brings about a pleasant tingle that flutters his wings. Maybe he should seek out hugs more often? He's glad that Iana isn't going to question him. Hopefully the bun doesn't mind it if he stretches his wings out a bit to curl *
That's honestly a question that he asks himself a lot. Aside from that, Iana's memory is close enough to accurate to count. Is he going to bring any of that up himself? No, he's just going to smile and accept the hug.
The feathers are carefully dropped into the pillowcase. Honestly he's a little happy to see that Iana still has it and he wonders if all of the other feathers that he had given in the past were still in there.
As for what he wants... how about a hug?