[ Well. He's got it well enough in hand, and it's not like they need her magic to clean up icky goopy glue. She ends up perching herself atop a nearby convenience store, watching like a mildly judgemental cat on a shelf. The roof is one of the few glue-free spots around; she doesn't want to think about the mess it'd make of her plumage. ]
[ Maybe she should just go. Now. While he's nicely distracted. ]
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[ Well. He's got it well enough in hand, and it's not like they need her magic to clean up icky goopy glue. She ends up perching herself atop a nearby convenience store, watching like a mildly judgemental cat on a shelf. The roof is one of the few glue-free spots around; she doesn't want to think about the mess it'd make of her plumage. ]
[ Maybe she should just go. Now. While he's nicely distracted. ]
[ ... ]
[ ... ... ... She doesn't move. ]