Proper Introductions

remi I had a dream about a burning house. You were stuck inside, I couldn't get you out I lay beside you and pulled you close. And the two of us went up in smoke It took a few minutes such that the hawk didn’t think the young woman was going to answer. Perhaps she wasn’t home, or he had the wrong residence all together? Though as he silently contemplated what he ought to do, the door did eventually open and Phoebe stepped out to accept the meager offering that he had left. Extending his wings gently to get her attention, the bird tilted his head slightly. He no longer bore the golden shape hanger cuff that he once did, and so other than the fact that he was quietly submitting himself to being in the vicinity of a human, there was nothing to distinguish him from being anything other than a normal hawk. With solemn golden eyes the former shape-changer watched the young woman in earnest. She didn’t look particularly well, as if she hadn’t been sleeping. Perhaps that shouldn’t have been surprising. As a man Remi with the upbringing that he had, Remi had no idea what being in that room might have been like for Phoebe. While Remi had been unsettled, Frey’s magic and what felt like a complete lack of danger for him, was no more than a bizarre occurrence. That it wasn’t the same for Phoebe was what chilled his bones and made his heart sink for her.