Harriet -shakily: <Y-yeah, cake, this was completely planned...> -- to Fortis -- <Oh, we were so sad we couldn't celebrate Shahinne's birthday with us.>
Copahue: <A pleasure and thanks, little bird~> -- thinks for a moment -- <I look cool?>
Along chirps and pecks, Shahinne drags her adoptive mom to a seat to the tea party; before he can fling around any manly excuse, Copahue is dragged to a seat too. Roc meanwhile resumes his staring around checking the possible escape routes, while he tries to think of the best manly excuse to avoid… this.
Harriet -to Fortis, almost crying: <T-thanks for this.>
Shahinne goes stand in front of her biological father and stares up at him, probably trying to convince him. After a moment she trills ad puts up a :3 face.
Roc: <…> -- stares sideways.
Shahinne doesn't let down, this time she puffs her chest, trills more cutely and puts up a :3 face. Roc tries to stare away, sweatdrops.
Shahinne: <Hey, come help me bring my dad, chirp!> -- waves a wing to Aeropolis.
Roc: «Let Tagg never find out… or worse, Xatu.»
“Thou hast forgotten the face of thy Lord. Remember, mortal, and fear pet me.”