( his wings fluff up before they give a light flap, and then he turns to vash and gestures with his armless bondaged gingerbread man. )

This place is not restricted to humanity. If I'm here, there's the possibility of any number of non-humans could be here, too. If non-humans like me are shacked up with humans like you, that must mean they're not stringent about whom fraternizes with whom, and if there's more than one of us to a room, they likely aren't very selective of who comes aboard.