"Strip when you want to," the young sali replies, sounding perplexed themselves, looking to the one they had called 'auntie' before. Said auntie sighs, a deep exhale that empties their chest, eyes closing, then looking to the two under tired lids.

"Strip now, strip later, we don't care. Decide for yourself, both of you. Can you fight? Can you retrieve people confused, who don't listen? We want them here, brought back. You..."

They pause, adjusting the blanket around them, their head hanging as they come to a silence. The younger one in the room is watching them with a worried expression, then looks at Ryo and Jingyi.

"If you help people, then help people! Get rid of the birds! The birds!"