Heine remains standing for now, arms loosely crossed as he looks at Jonathan. The mortal is awfully relaxed for someone in the space of a fae. Why had Jade invited him?

Oh, the collar. Heine brings his thoughts back to the present and fingers the light ribbon at his throat.

"Jade bought it for me," he says. He doesn't want to explain about his bridle and lead. Instead, to avoid lying, he climbs onto the bed to change the subject. "Do you want to touch it?"