"Nothing's the matter. I'm perfectly fine." Nothing could be further from the truth. Ushahin looks rather like he wants to gobble up the bird whole. Something has wormed its way into his head, settling comfortably there in the madness. It looks so much like his normal state of being that he can't understand that his emotions have been tampered with.

"Hand him over to me. I shall take care of him." Fetch's eyes go wide. He understands the meaning if not all the words. He presses his feathery black body up against Shadow. Save him, new friend! His old friend has something terribly wrong with him.