"Is she not a magic talking bird? She's talking, I'm taking the guess that she's magic," replies the man, confused.

The daemon on his shoulder nuzzles him. She has to lean down to do it. "I won't tell your secrets, they were questions you didn't know how to ask. Things you didn't know how to say, but you wanted to."

Tentatively, Adarin pets her. "This is the most bewildering plane I've ever been to."