[shh. ain is sleeping. small letter, small voice, small baby bird. thank you.
Actually, he does stir when Vash calls his name, and it's clear he hasn't really moved much since Vash left. Dachies have; the baby is getting groomed on the floor, lovingly, and the bigger one does not relent in preening the smaller even as Ain rolls over.
...he has down feathers in his hair. How did those get there.]
Mmph... why is the sun up...
[...they are underground, but. Those daylight simulating lights sure are doing their job.]
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Actually, he does stir when Vash calls his name, and it's clear he hasn't really moved much since Vash left. Dachies have; the baby is getting groomed on the floor, lovingly, and the bigger one does not relent in preening the smaller even as Ain rolls over.
...he has down feathers in his hair. How did those get there.]
Mmph... why is the sun up...
[...they are underground, but. Those daylight simulating lights sure are doing their job.]
Put the sun away...