[With the device knocked on to it's side, it seems there are small piles of dust gathering on one of the floors of a room. Following the trail of dust, you see tiny feather's, fluffy and round at the tips though slightly red with drying blood
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[Offering to help? Nope. Nuh uh. Not feeling bad for a young girl at all.]
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Hating to be the burden of anything, she shakes her head rather quickly with tiny wings shaking behind her.]
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Listen girl, pain means something is wrong. I know how to deal with this kind of thing. Do you have someone to care for you, or do I have to go over there and sit on you?
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She continues to quiver hearing her and shakes her head, not really looking forward to being sat on.
Fumbling with her note pad, she holds up what she wrote.]
Molting.
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Instead, she takes out her pen and paper and holds up a sign saying:
One other.
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Your vocalizer malfunctioning? Or, whatever makes sounds for your body?
And, if you got someone else here, why aren't they helping you with that? How can you be expected to, you know, preen properly, on your own?
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I am sorry.
I am mute.
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[He's just watching.]
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She watches him in return though she visibly quivers. Staring contests can be scary sometimes.]
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Hi.
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She gives a small nod and points to her wings with a frown at how itchy they are.]
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Molting. Winter feathers are still coming in.
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Do you need assistance?
[He's never seen a mutation like hers before--but he wants to help. However he can. It looks painful.]
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It wouldn't be any trouble. Really.
[He wants to know more about her--her mutation, who she is. It's easier to do in person, and to help as well.]
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