[Though he could not answer, it was comforting to hear her speak. He led the way back to his room. Luckily, the door opened and he chirped to invite her inside. There were no reasons he could think of that would draw any fights here, so this seemed to be the safest place.

He sat on his bed and it creaked in such a loud way under his weight. The next sounds that came were the hollow thumps on wood and then a soft hum of the guitar. Though he could not speak, perhaps he could play her a song to ease her worries.]