[ It takes Xion a while to finally give up and head into the backyard - only to be brought up short by the sight of his faint glow coming from the birdhouse. Of course. She wants to smile, though she just hasn't got the energy for it. About all she's got left in her is the effort needed to climb the short ladder and settle, as carefully as possible, into the next with her boyfriend and their adopted monsterbird child.
Instead of speaking, she'll simply reach out to brush her fingers over one of Davesprite's wings. ]
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Instead of speaking, she'll simply reach out to brush her fingers over one of Davesprite's wings. ]