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It was morning. He thought, anyway. Stretching his wings lazily, Iro looked about to see that nothing much had changed since he'd fallen asleep, except that the voices of the symbol-speakers had stopped and instead was replaced with a menu screen. He considered telling it to play, but...truth be told, he was afraid of messing it up. He'd watched his human work such devices before, but regardless he would rather enjoy the early morning silence. Besides, he didn't want to disturb the sleeping fox, coiled up in her nest of rags. He eyed her fondly - so cute.

For now, he felt no impulse to move, and instead simply sat, coiled, observing the vixen silently. It was a wonderful morning.

Iro wasn't all that quick and was promptly smacked in the head by the pouch. Ow. He shook his head to soften the pain a little. He watched the fox tear in, curious, and then opened his own. How incredibly convenient. He began to gnaw on a piece silently, slightly disgusted with the taste. But he could put up with the taste if it didn't mean ending another life just for his own needs. It was always so depressing to hunt, but he just couldn't live on greens like the Dustling dragons could.

His eyes slowly glanced over to Kayou, clearly curious about what they would do today. Perhaps he could find someway to patch the ceiling? With that hole there, whenever it rained, everything would get soggy and...well, water plus electricity wasn't good.

He eyed his bag, noticing that she had gone in the room with one and had come back without one. Quickly he slithered where she had gone, and, noting the hole, placed the bag inside. Iro considered sticking his head in to see if he could tell what was down there, but...it was hard to say, in such a strange human building. He hurried back out to his companion.

"Now what?" was a pretty good question, actually. He peered up at the hole in the roof. Was there anything he could use to patch, or at least cover, the hole? It was decently sized, about the size of a human's head, and jagged around the edges from where the iceball had smashed through.

The serpent gestured up at the hole with a wing, looking to Kayou to see if she had any ideas.

Following his host, he looked up the tree. Ah, perhaps those leaves would do. Taking off, he plucked a few sturdy looking ones, and crept back over to the roof. He touched down carefully, making sure the rickety roof could support his weight, and then placed the mat of leaves over the opening. Even a slight breeze would blow them off, though...But at least this would get her through any little showers that came by. Peering over the edge of the roof, he gestured for Kayou to join him with a wing. He'd forgotten that she couldn't fly yet.

Iro watched her hop along, and let out a hiss of his own when she hit the wall. Oh, yeah. She couldn't fly. Quickly he dove back to the ground, nosing at her fur in concern. "Itai?" Though she hadn't hit the wall very hard, for a child her age, concussion was a terrifying possibility, and there were nails and bacteria and...lots of scary things.

Though he couldn't tell what she was saying, the shaking of her head told Iro she was okay. His ears picked up the sigh, and took it as a sigh of resignation. His eyes narrowed slightly in sadness and worry. Perhaps he could help, somehow? He gave a soft trumpeting call to get her attention while he began to plan his next move.

Oh, or that works. Iro grinned up at her, clearly impressed. That still didn't solve the problem of flying, though. He held his wings out ramrod straight, unmoving, and made a soft noise. If she jumped off the building with her wings held out like this, she'd glide, right? Or at least, that was how it worked for comet serpents.