[ easily, like this should be no news at all ― and to Allen, it isn't: ] His teeth are a lot sharper than they look. He burrowed through walls to get to me on my first mission. [ beat, tone turning a shade perturbed: ] Wonder where he stows it all.

[Bobs his head and murmurs a 'thank you' before rising to try catching his reflection in a grimy window, not even batting an eyelid at the Fourteenth's constant shadow.]

[firmly:] He will, [ gives the root of a golden wing a fond scratch ] if he doesn't turn out to be all the help you'll need.