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	At this point, Boris is sitting cross-legged on the floor of the Basket across from the little girl and paying no mind to the trajectory of the hot air balloon. His posture is like a young boy sitting on the floor in a classroom, and so too his doting gaze at the girl who hasn't spoken a word since Boris offered her candy. Boris is sucking on candy though, savoring the flavor as he considers his next course of action. 

The point of Ilyssa's knife suddenly penetrating the side of the basket gains his attention. He looks at the point of blade that narrowly misses his head while his expression drops to one of a grimace. He stops sucking his candy. A moment later the frail-looking, winged human clambers into the basket and Boris bolts to his feet. Despite his massive size and obvious physical strength, his reaction to the intruder is one of both childlike curiosity mixed with apprehension. He listens to what she has to say. His jaw shifting to one side in an effort to think hard on the situation.  

Meanwhile, the little girl remains unresponsive. She is despondent, staring into the distance in a state of trauma. 

"Gosh!" Boris says. He swallows his candy with a heavy gulp. His emotions now leaning more towards fascination than anything else. "I sure haven't seen a person like you before!" He glances at the despondent girl then back at the winged freak, saying; "I sure didn't mean to hurt anyone. Not at all, winged miss, but those people were trying to hurt Boris!" He hangs his head in shame. "It's not my fault that I wake up in strange places. Boy... I sure didn't want to hurt anybody, not at all." He raises his baby-face features to Ilyssa, biting his lip for a moment, then adds; "Please don't be mean to Boris, older girls usually are...."

At that moment, it's like nature itself is watching. The wind blowing the balloon across the bay becomes stronger in a sudden burst, rocking the basket with a heavy jolt in its path towards Trios. But more than this, the hot air in the balloon appears to be cooling. It would be clear to anyone with any moderate amount of reasoning skills - unless they know how to operate a hot air balloon - that it wouldn't be long before they crashed, either into the water or somewhere in the town of Trios itself. 

Boris manages to keep balance, but the jolt from the wind seems to have provoked an idea. He looks back down at the little girl, who doesn't seem to have reacted to the new tempest of wind. He then regards Ilyssa before bending down and picking up the girl. The girl still doesn't respond, limp and despondent in his grip. Boris holds her out for Ilyssa to take. While he's holding the girl out to her, he looks back at the fast approaching town of Trios, and then back at the winged woman with a smile. 

 
"Boris doesn't have a good feeling." He tells her. "And I sure don't want this little miss to get hurt. Because you have wings and all, maybe you can fly like a birdy and take her away her to safe place."