[He knows he's going to be the first to pull up because he actually listens to his instincts, but he still cuts it close when he does. He wheels around and up, narrowly missing a tree branch and rustling feathers in his wake. The whoop gets him to smile internally - even if part of him is still desperately concerned over what she said earlier.]
[But for now they're free. They're both free and happy and there's no one around to bother them.]
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[But for now they're free. They're both free and happy and there's no one around to bother them.]