[maybe more a shoulder pad so rocky can perch there, pal probably won't fall over?? probably. maybe with practice. actually if he could use darkblood gems to mimic levitation he could make a leather glove that gives pal the leeway to hold her up. just atlus gauntlets but for falconry with noodle armed nerds.

viktor meets her gaze and wonders what it says about his life he's being judged by a bird. is he over thinking this? no, this is absolutely being judged by a bird. he's not even sure what he's being judged for, but somehow the look in her eyes says he deserves it. you know what? fair enough. he gets the distinct feeling she's like this with most people anyway, given how pal sighed over the meeting.

he muses for a moment before offering,] Reflecting a general and well deserved disdain for the situation you find yourself in? [again, that'd be fair. he just shrugs.] I've heard mixed reports on omens and what they mean or even are. I also met a sleeper who was a wolf and had an omen that was a dolphin, which... was delightful actually.

[he wonders how that wolf is doing. well regardless, his lips quirk when rocky decides to just go rest rather than deal with this, glancing over to see rio watching her curiously, tail thumping a little. he's not surprised, she always did like to watch the moths and firelights that made their way into the cave - and eat them, but she doesn't eat now so thank god. he wants to believe she wouldn't try to eat a whole ass raptor on him.

when asked about decor he has to laugh, a little bark as he sits back.] I am ah... not very picky. If you wouldn't mind me installing a small bar in the wall of any sort of shower you might have that would be appreciated though.