[As they speak, the feathers start molting off his body. In fact, his shape just kind of crumbles into piles of downy white, revealing a long-haired, sleeping Griffin underneath.
Ah—thanks. I'll get it back to you soon, and—thanks for the emotional support, too.
[ she tucks the coat around Griffin's torso for modesty, and experimentally tries to see if she can lift him without disturbing him to get him back inside—it's cold, after all. ]
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...hopefully he can sleep the rest of it off. I'd best get him a blanket in case he turns back out here, though.
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Completely naked, of course.]
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[The nudity doesn't bother him, but he averts his eyes for the sake of Griffin's privacy, shucking his jacket and passing it to Shrike.]
Here, I'll leave this to you.
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[ she tucks the coat around Griffin's torso for modesty, and experimentally tries to see if she can lift him without disturbing him to get him back inside—it's cold, after all. ]
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well, anyway, she's going to tuck him into bed for the time being, and leaves him with a gentle kiss on the forehead. To Cobalt, when she reemerges: ]
...I think I need a bit of a nap, myself.
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[He gathers up his bag and starts heading for the door]
—Oh, before I go, do you want any more talking potions to hang onto?
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[He rummages around in his bag and pulls out a couple more potions, which he offers to her.]
I'll follow up with you about that later. In the meantime, get some rest.
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