[ Sending over his Omen, of course. It's a rather smart idea to Ange, so she nods. She's seen a whole lot of Omens at this point - and a surprising number of bird-shaped ones, her own included - but she feels like Falco's stands out enough that she'd be able to tell it was his Omen present to ask for her help.

So while she nods at that, she instead slowly exhales when he continues. ]

No need to thank me. I think that anyone who'd just leave you to deal with something this crappy by yourself is an-- [ UGH, WAIT, DON'T CURSE IN FRONT OF THE CHILD.. ] .. a jerk.

[ Nice save. ]

I'm just doing what any decent person would do.