Hey, you’re the one who said you take it like a champ sometimes.

( Which he figures means either falling from the sky or healing himself up. He can’t really imagine what it’s like to have wings and need those for flight. The question regarding his being a telepath, however, gets him to look away from the feathers again and back to his companion here. )

You’d think it’d be a lot quieter, too.

( Given how it’s falling apart and all — not brimming with life. )

I wasn’t able to keep the voices out so you got beaned by… a rock, looks like. ( As he casually glances over to everything that had been spinning and floating around him. ) Like I said… sorry about that.