[Meanwhile, Break has indeed just had a bird dropped on his face, and now we learn just how high his voice can go as he verbalizes a keysmash and flails beneath his blanket pile. Given the excellent shriek in his garbled protest, he has not actually enjoyed this experience any more than Qrow has.

He calms down somewhat when the crow turns out to be Qrow, being a human person saying human words. This only lasts a moment before he props himself up on his elbows and shoots an incredulous look in the general direction of his omen, who has plonked his bum right on Break's leg.]

What in hell was that?! I suppose you're quite pleased! [Baltus makes a happy roorooroo sort of noise and flops over Break's legs in a noodly way, tail thumping gleefully. Making a disgusted noise, Break goes to pull his blankets up over his head.] Good gravy! Well, now I'm really not getting up, no way. Here, Qrow, have some blanket. It's safer in here.

[Whether he means Qrow can take a blankie of his own from Break's surplus or he's invited to crawl right into his pillows with him is up for debate, given Break's current hasty retreat into his fort. Break will deal with it either way. He's mortified enough that Qrow deserves some blanketfort, honestly. Baltus is unrepentant. This is the most energetic Break has been all day.]