I have, [Meteion responds, though instead of lighting on Gray's arm, the bird shimmers golden a moment, allowing Meteion to land fairly close to Gray in girl form. She looks up at the other girl's face, questioning. She can tell that Gray seems all right, though, and relaxes at that.]

It's very tense there. A bit like when the Legacy was around, but the feeling is different, too. More frightened, I guess.

[Not that the bird had to guess, not when she could feel it herself.] I guess like it is here, too. Have you been holding up all right?