Another chirp of acknowledgement rather than objection, and Marco snuggled Thatch's neck happily. Whether it was a dream, or be something something just unfolded in the ripples of the universe, he was still really relieved to have his friend back for however long it would last.

"Sorry, eh," he apologized with more snuggles and enjoyed the bizarre flower mix of scents and safety and warmth Marco had come to associate with love and home. "I was never good at processing time and it's much worse here. I keep thinking I'll turn around and you'll be gone again." He nipped Thatch's ear very lightly with his beak in punishment. "I searched all over the world for everyone..." He trailed off and shivered, drops and water shook off and glittered from the phoenix sparkles and Marco puffed up and clung to Thatch a little harder. "Damn. Remember the first time you left alone on a mission for a month?"