[ recovery might come eventually if he disappears to wind and simply drifts for a while, but he had for a week and such useless idleness still leaves him low and craving wine. it is kind of amazing how much better he feels now… not just from the sharing of her power but also her demeanor, how rare it is for confidence and optimism on this ship. it’s because she’s new probably, but if anything terrible might happen, he hopes she can keep it. the feather to her hair might be like a minor blessing or pledge to her for helping him.
and now at her room… he peers at the door, giving a little nod of his head, then coos a note, a pause, two, another pause, then a whiff of his wing.
… he has no idea how well that can communicate ‘120’ for his own room number. it probably doesn’t do so well at all, but. he tried. well, he can tell her later he supposes. ]
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and now at her room… he peers at the door, giving a little nod of his head, then coos a note, a pause, two, another pause, then a whiff of his wing.
… he has no idea how well that can communicate ‘120’ for his own room number. it probably doesn’t do so well at all, but. he tried. well, he can tell her later he supposes. ]