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[Willow hoots in reassurance before she hops over to hoot softly at Bidowlfin and give him a little nuzzle and some affectionate pecks, to which Cid just chuckles as watches them with affection.]

I don't think there's really much for us to worry about.

I think that you will both be perfectly fine.

[As Benedikta now looks to Cid, her hand sliding back into his again.]

And you and I have quite a bit of work to do.

Aye, that we do.

[He gives the chicks one last little finger rub, already feeling quite fond of them.]

We should have things ready within the next few days, but you are free to come in and check in at any time. Otherwise we'll come back.

[There's a rustle behind her as Benedikta's wings spread ever so slightly, stretching out from where they'd been draped and resting against her back all this time.

But she watches the chicks, watches as Willow nuzzles against Biddy one more time before she's already getting to work on breaking up the mice to feed (a sight that she is not too keen to stick around for), but something in her expression softens as she watches them all.

There and gone in a blink.]

Shall we? We ought to let them have some family time to themselves. Bond with their chicks.

[But not before she leans over to kiss Bidowlfin atop his head.]

[Bidowlfin hoots happily and he'll flutter up so he can give Benedikta an affectionate peck before giving one to Cid as well, Willow doing the same. It's only after that Cid will also start to move from his side of the branches.]

You know where to find us if you have any trouble.

[He'll give them one last smile before takes that first step off to start levitating in the air a little away from the nest.]

And do try not to cause too much of your own, hm?

[She says it to both Willow and Bidowlfin, as well as the little ones, who are screeching desperately for the food that Willow had started to prepare for them. And after they give their goodbye hoots, Benedikta gets to her feet on the branch, balancing precariously as her wings help support her, and she gently takes off in an attempt to not disturb the nest too much.

And with Cid's hand in hers, she leads them out of the tangle of branches, a fond yet pensive look on her face.]

That was certainly quite the surprise, hm?

[He glances back briefly as they fly off, giving them a final smile before he looks back forward and at Benedikta.]

Aye. I suspected eggs, but for them to already hatching?

[A wry chuckle.]

But I'm glad we were able to watch them hatch.

[The flight back will be a leisurely and smooth one, not much wind to knock them off course but enough to allow her to glide upon them with a bit of her magic.]

You even managed to get a video on your phone.

[Her expression softens.]

I, too, am glad we were able to see it. It is not very often we manage to catch something like that. I suppose we were lucky after all for him to peck at our windows when he did.

Quite so. Had he arrived even a few minutes later... Well. Might have been a little more difficult.

[He playfully squeezes her hand as he moves in a little closer but still keeping clear of her wings.]

Perhaps we should make a glass charm for them.

[Not to worry, she won't hit him with her wings, she's careful—

But she does glance at him in surprise at his suggestion.]

A glass charm? You mean to hang in their new home?

Why not? Give them a little extra luck and a bit of a "nest warming gift."

[And then a playful grin.]

Or we can give them one of our originals...

[After a thoughtful pause, she shakes her head.]

... No, I think we can make them something unique for them. I think we should, should we not? Perhaps we could apply the same thinking we had when we made our final piece.

I think so as well. Perhaps we can try to make it a bit more owl themed? Something with a more protective feel to it.

Protective? Do you mean a far more intimidating version of Bidowlfin to fend off intruders and predators?

[She is trying to imagine what that might look like, but every image she conjurs of the owl just makes her chuckle.]

[There's a snort from him as well as he tries to imagine it.]

No, we don't have to give the little ones nightmares of their father.

[A low hum.]

If not that, we could always go for a more...entertaining theme. Perhaps something that would be suitable for a wind chime to give the little owlets something to listen to with the passing breeze.

[He is adorable with all these ideas of his, and she doesn't realize that she squeezes his hand as they descend back down the way they'd come.]

I do like the wind chimes. They can have a set of their own. And perhaps we could suspend the owlets below mother and father...

[He is not adorable!! But he is oblivious to her thoughts, still focused on the ideas that have now sprouted in his head.]

I think that would be quite fitting.

[So who's the adorable one now, huh?? She is!! And he's giving her a light squeeze of her hand as he glances at her.]

Perhaps there could be some small glasses of leaves and clouds to go with it. Feathers?

Mm, what about all three?

[She gives a small laugh.]

... Assuming that we can even manage it. The results of our attempts have proven to be... interesting.

But we did get better.

[A cocky grin as he bumps his arm against hers.]

Well, if they do turn out to be misshapen blobs, we can always find something else to use.

How resourceful you are...

[A bump of her arm against his now.]

But then how will they match with ours?

Do they need to? They have their own unique set, and we have ours.

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[She feels her cheeks flush a little, and while she doesn't give an answer, her silence is enough, and she is grateful for them reaching the skylight again that will take them back down into the caves.]

I did not say that they needed to be the same.

But you did suggest they match, so they would be at least similar in some way, wouldn't that?

[With a playful smirk he releases her hand only so that he can fly around her, teasing her.]

Well, if ours are the birds and theirs are the owls, that is good enough, yes?

[She spins around mid-flight to grin at him, her cheeks warm, before she dives down through the skylight to dodge him.]

[He laughs as he just zaps through right after her... And if they weren't entering an enclosed space he would try to grab her, but as it is he won't be so reckless and instead appear right near her, the electricity buzzing briefly through the air.]

How can I answer if you keep flying off!

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