[He did not mind that she leaned on him, it made him feel safer. All he could do to respond was nod, though kinda scary seemed an understatement. The slightest hint of commotion made him tense and he nervously gripped his hat in his hands.

Francœur did not chirp, he knew better when he was supposed to be hiding. What he could not stop, however, was the fact that his eyes glowed. It was barely noticeable in the light but in the dark, it stood out.]