Esme quickly picks up the small bird, which seemed incredibly frightened
Esme: Shhh...shhh...there, there little one, it's alright...
She studies death curiously
Esme: I-are you...scared to hurt living things...?
"WHAT DO YOU KNOW? YOU'RE JUST SOME HELL QUEEN WASH UP! LEAVEME ALONE!"
¬*he flies upwards clearly trying to avoid talking about something*¬
Esme goes to fly after him but falls on the forest floor with a thud. Her wings are broken.
Esme: AHHH!
She looks at them, eyes wide and horrified
Esme: No...no no no no no no NO!
¬*he stops and looks back*¬
"No. Focus on what you came here for."
¬*he begins to fly away before quickly tirning back and fixing your wings with some dead leaves which surprisingly worked somehow. after that he flew back up and started to go as far from you as possible*¬
Esme: HEY! W-wait I...I have an idea-just-come here for a second...
¬*he stops*¬
"Make it quick."
¬*he walks back slowly and stops in front of you*¬
Esme: ...Give me your hands, please.
"NO WAY! I'LL HARM YOU AFTER I JUST SAID I WOULDN'T!"
Esme: I'm immortal, remember? I'll be fine, I promise...
She looks up at death and smiles a little
¬*he stays still for a while before reluctantly moving his hands forward*¬
