[ It isn't normal to talk to birds. Clive knows this. And yet, in the grand scheme of his life, would this really be the strangest thing that ever happened to him? Surely not.

To that end, he simply listens to her and nods his understanding. ]

Something bad, hmm? I'll help you, then.

[ Simple, right? She's very small and he's big, and also he has a sword, so it makes sense for him to lend a hand. It's what he's been doing for the last five years--why stop now? ]

How exactly to we find your friends? I'm afraid this territory is unfamiliar to me.