Songbird didn’t like any of the attention he was getting. With a firm tug at his hat to hide his face from the prying Tuna Spicy (he made a mental note to just call the nobody “Fish” or “Mayor”) who dared ask him the dreaded question, the item hunter took a step backwards to move to the rear of the group. Now the task was about collecting something from a siren and as expected the other nobodies would look at him for advice. How bothersome. 

While Songbird considered the humans and their accident without so much as a frisson of concern, he didn’t possess the complete lack of regard the mayor had with their safety. What’s done is done, and now that the lot of them almost got waterlogged Songbird felt It better to plot out measures for their wellbeing for the nearby future, which was better than mumbling about the incident. He was startled by an outburst from the boy he had fished out of the water earlier- Harp something- and although the rant was short, the white-haired nobody fell silent (this could be redundant seeing that he already was quiet every since everybody was pulled to safety) as he remembered the casualties. A grim scowl adorned his face as he turned around to discipline Fluffy and Stuffy, but he stopped soon as he saw that they were both clinging to Brandy’s legs like fashionable fur boots. Momentarily roused from his foul mood swing, Sonbird cracked a smile before turning towards Serenade.

“Yes, I brought more than enough for everybody, and I’ll go retrieve them in the morning.” Totally avoiding the rabbit’s question about the siren, he hid his bag of supplies within a hollow tree stump near the cabin before they had the grand idea to paddle in the lake, so there was no issue about the latter problem. Songbird couldn’t help but growl at the retreating figure in the distance, and was unable to resist sending a petty (if not convincing) lie towards the fish. [i]“Be careful, Mayor! In this fog, you wouldn’t know a monster was near you unless it bit off your head!”[/i] He called out and then jogged to Jasper, placing his hands on her shoulders then gently steering her towards the sole lamp light in the distance. “Two-thirds, I also brought some tea leaves of my own, so if it’s a bit of comfort we can share losses today,” The item hunter called out behind him, stepping out of his comfort zone to get everyone to move. “Come on, everyone. Pick up the pace. “

“Oh, and to answer your question earlier, I forgot how to do it since it’s been a long time since I accepted a retrieval that could very well kill me, but it’s not impossible. Give me a few moments to remember, if you would,” Songbird let go of Jasper’s shoulders and fell in step beside her as their group got nearer to the cabin, and, after sneaking a glance at the human, he sighed, unfurled one of his scarves, then draped it over her head instead. “Don’t catch a cold.”