[ he’s either going through it or most everyone on this ship is, dying and suffering and whatever might just be the point. he wallows in it with drink for a while but it’s amazingly healing how hanging around her for this much seems to recover him.
he nods, looking finally a little more content as he croons in response to the petting, then pecks once more to her hand, more fond or in gratitude than anything else. he’ll admit, this does beat drinking his ass off in a bar self-pityingly… he might have a little hope for trying to move past this.
he flutters back onto the pillow, giving a bird yawn before preening his wing and then settling his head against the puff of his chest like so. sleep. he’ll be all right after sleep. ]
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he nods, looking finally a little more content as he croons in response to the petting, then pecks once more to her hand, more fond or in gratitude than anything else. he’ll admit, this does beat drinking his ass off in a bar self-pityingly… he might have a little hope for trying to move past this.
he flutters back onto the pillow, giving a bird yawn before preening his wing and then settling his head against the puff of his chest like so. sleep. he’ll be all right after sleep. ]