Kushiel: he shrugged leaning back on the couch. "Don't thank me for my thank you gift." He chuckled as if it was a joke. The place where he had plucked his feathers was bleeding just a little. He hummed a soft tune.

George: "You're bleeding..." George narrowed his eyes. "I thought you said it didn't hurt!!" George huffed, grabbed his shirt of out his pocket that he had been given back. "Alright bring it over here."

Heyyyyyo! How's it going my buddy friend buckroo you?

Kushiel: he looked at his wing and chuckled nervously looking away. "It's not a big deal... it'll stop on its own relax." He pulled his wings close to himself so George wouldn't touch them.

Hey!! It's going pretty well how are you??

George: "You're hiding something, aren't cha?" George grumbled, waving a finger at him as he put the shirt away. "Well, I will let you lose on this one but next time let me help alright?"

I am doing okay. Tomorrow is my birthday and today's the election so it's a lot going on!! ^^'

Kushiel: he laughed rolling his eyes. "It's just a little bit of blood!! My blood is precious. I'm surprised no one has come trying to collect it."

Oof- that's godda suck having your birthday this close to the election

George: "Oh so like Alastor?" George asked before chuckling. "The more I talk to you the more you remind me of my brother and Alastor!"