"You and your mate are friends of my house. You are always welcome, though I may not always be there."

The nervous energy on Aal is heavy in the air, especially once she starts edging herself down. He takes a gamble and walks over beneath her, lowering his wings away from his back to give her a clear place to sit among the feathers. He's not as much of a snake given the legs, more a dragon, and known. Perhaps he could make her more comfortable by offering her a place to perch that was closer and perhaps felt safer?