aaand that's when he felt something scrape his cheek-iiit was one of his feathers. He had just cut himself with one of his feathers. He had LITERALLY just struck HIMSELF with Eros.
"... One of my god-damn feathers struck me, now im worried that im gonna fall in love with you-, and i do not want that because my version of love is WAY to much for even me-"
"... No, no.. I over-excited myself, normally when that happens my feathers fire out everywhere, or something like that, now it finally backfired onto me.."
