[ She bites at herself, and he wants to scream, to tell her to stop, isn't she hurting enough? But then he hears her voice, so much softer, gentler, and he hones in on it. ]

Then... then we put you back together. [ It shouldn't be possible, he knows that, but if she's still alive like this? Then maybe she could be reassembled! Right? ] I can get bandages, and my brother, he's smarter than me, we can help you, we can!

[ His feathers are small, yes, just a baby's soft fluff, but the longer they talk the more they stretch out, fledging into tiny, but more fully formed, feathers. And it feels like they could be more, like there's still something big inside him. Could he have feathers as big and powerful as hers? Is that what he's feeling? ]

We won't let anyone hurt you, ever again, I promise!