"Even for a Modidaeva, you are horrendously stubborn," Riki chuckled. "I think you do want to talk, but Deities forbid you should talk to the family disgrace, mm?" The Phim bent his head down onto eye level and mock-whispered to his brother: "Newsflash, Horatio. I'm the only person here for you to talk to."

But he wasn't going to beg to stay around his abusive sibling either. Jiriki stood back up to his full height and looked around. The fire didn't seem to be spreading, thankfully. He didn't really want to fly home with singed feathers. "But if you would rather wallow alone in your misery, so be it." He easily leapt into a tree above his his brother, prepared to take flight once more and find somewhere less chaotic to spend the night.