Gosh maybe she can have a guess at why Elves find hair distracting.

This does not inspire her to tie hers back.

"Elves can get off just from that but I don't think I care to - are you attached to the uniform -"

"I fucking hate this uniform!"

"Oh good." Less uniform. Much less uniform.

Giggle. Tossing her hair.

Macalaurë belatedly remembers to frown at his windows; they go frosty. "Peka," he says delightedly. "My Peka."

Kisses!

Yes, that. 

Eventually Peka's baby will probably demand their attention.

Yeah, eventually. "She's hungry - you said not to pack anything - I still don't have a list, will the demon mind coming back -"

"Not at all. May I braid your hair for you?"

Giggle. "Mmhm!"

He braids both their hair; he doesn't seem to think to put on clothes. He finds her the laser pointer.

"Is it customary to summon demons in the nude?"

"Hmmm? Not customary but not very remarkable and I think I ripped your uniform."

"You may have done." Click laser pointer.

It makes an intricate light picture on the floor; she can't read it. There's a little bit of a wait. And then a person appears, somewhere between Peka and Macalaurë in height, stretching glittery black bat wings. "Macalaurë!"

"Hi! Fill Peka's shopping list for her and I'll sing you something? - you have to agree," he adds to Peka.

"I don't even have an actual list yet but okay."

"Deal," she says agreeably. "He can sing me my song while you come up with your shopping list?"

"Sure - first can I have my pocket everything and some formula for the baby she likes Mountain Flower brand -"

The demon clearly doesn't know what those are but makes them anyway.

Peka feeds the baby one-handed and types up a list on her pocket everything with the other.

And he sings.

oh wow

The demon seems to think so too! She listens enraptured and claps when he's done.