( At least going to the lower floor means getting out of the intensity of the tropical arrangements above. Every piece of green is vibrant and produce appears decadent in the distance. There were many indoor gardens within Penacony, so this briefly reminds him of some of those. )

I take it these are the so called friends, then?

( Sunday reaching out to cradle a bunny in his hands... A sight not everyone will get to witness. His hands are as gentle with it as they would be on his own wings whenever he cleans them. )

It's soft, you're right. They seem to really like you.
And this one's name, what is it?