Thatch calmed a little at the birdie growl, only because it was so adorable and it was good to see Marco acting like the old days, annoyed and worried and fond no matter how much he wanted to hide it to prevent things like this from happening in the future. They always did anyway.

"Izou has so many best kimonos it's hard to tell." He chuckled and smoothed his fingers along the underside of Marco's beak. "Anyway, after Pops had saved me from the enraged okama, he asked us not to tell so we spent the night with an old friend of mine." Granted he'd only known her about a day and a half but they were old friends by that time. He'd made sure of it. And made sure to thank her thoroughly before they left.

"But don't fret about it, Marco." And since he knew the phoenix was going to anyway... "If Sparks had been there, it would have been worse."