How fascinating! Oh, and hello to you as well, Ena. [ Orpheus kneels, putting his Oricorio down and offering Ena a hand, palm out, as one would to let a regular dog get acquainted with one's scent. ]

This is Aulos, [ he says, nodding to the bird, who fluffs up her feathers in deep personal offense at being forced to walk again. ] She was with me when I first arrived, and I'll admit I have not tried to catch any others as of yet. The strange balls they gave us are critical in this, are they not? You're meant to... throw them at the ones you wish to come with you? That seems a little counterintuitive.

[ He certainly wouldn't want to travel with anyone who had been throwing things at him, but maybe that's just a personal problem. ]