Melissa
Bonkers though the whole idea was, Owen couldn't help but get more excited. "I could help with that! I helped out in the garden a lot back home, I'd love to get back into it, and of course spend more time around these beauties," He mused, bouncing on his heels- groggy though he was, Owen was full of energy now.

"This'll be so much fun- it will take some time, but I've been dying to put my mind toward something fun lately," He rambled, half talking to himself in his delight. "Thanks for dragging me into this!!" 

In his giddy mood, he impulsively grabbed Raizel and hugged her tightly, swaying a little from the momentum. She was just a little taller than him, his cheek pressing into the cool wood of her mask as his perpetually toasty arms gleefully squeezed her ribs.
Amos
Rai couldn't help but share the excitement when she felt the bubbly fun energy coming from Owen. "I-It's better than doing nothing but do boring stuff. It helps keep our minds from the part being deliquents!" And she already brimming with so much fun ideas for this small area. There really should be a couple swings, a small fire pit area and a shelter to relax. A garden would be nice. Her thoughts lingered towards more creativity until it popped like a bubble when she felt herself suddenly get pulled into a hug. It was a weird feeling being hugged by the flame mage. It was perhaps the first time ever feeling warm that felt alien. She shut her one eye when Owen's cheek pressed against her mask. A faint, sheepish blush spread across her face. "O-Oh gosh, i-it's no problem, really," She said, awkwardly patting his back.
Melissa
Remembering his own surprising strength, Owen quickly squeezed one more time and gingerly unhanded her. "We'll have to make something tasty with the eggs they'll make!" His hand started fiddling with a pen he had stashed in his pocket, rapidly clicking it open and shut. 

"What do you suggest? I.. I don't know what your favourite foods are", he cheerily probed. It struck him then that he didn't *Know* All that much about his strange masked friend. Better work to remedy that.
Amos
"Oh... Uh... I-I just eat wh-whatever is available?" She said, rubbing the back of her neck bashfully. "Since I am suddenly dropped into civiliz-civilization, I am still learning more about myself." She shoves her hands into her pockets as she slightly rocks to one foot to the other. "M-My mom wasn't the best cook... We hunt stuff and roast it over a fire... Sometimes ate it raw?"
Melissa
Owen's eyes widened as he took a step back and clutched his chest in mock flabbergast. "My! You need to be educated in the ways of doing delicious things with eggs!" Bracing his hands on his hips and shifting his weight into his other leg, his ember-flecked eyes crinkled with amusement. "Food goes through me ..Strangely quickly, so in order to keep up with little me being hungry all the time, my mams taught me aaallll about making tasty stuff for myself."

"Dropped into civilization, you say?" Owen cocked his head to the side a little. He hoped he wasn't pressing on a sore spot, but his curiosity was already blurted out, so. Might as well.
Amos
She shakes her head. "Its all bland... My specialty would be drying smoke meat with se-seasoning." Raizel watched Owen with a confused expression, now being unable to read what is really going on with him. "Mhm... I'm a monster like my mum... She was right about h-humans taking away special creatures."
Melissa
Seeing the unease beneath her mask, Owen contented himself with having a couple gaps in this specific area of Rai knowledge. "Ah, yeah, we have a nasty history of that, don't we," He offered, eyes gone back to darting around the chicken coop. "I'd still like to try your specialty sometime- there's a beauty in simplicity." His mouth tentatively yet easily slipped back into his uneven smile, calling ease back to the air like dawn stirred roosters. 

"My specialty is probably this soup I make- it's a little different every time, but it's a welcome taste of home out here."
Amos
"Hmm... I guess I could try m-make a smoke house?" Rai said, now adding that to her side project. "H-hey, I am looking forward how to cook food... If you don't mind teaching me?" Rai looked at Owen with a hopeful look. "I am gonna go kill something while you take care of chicken. Good?" She was already wandering off to go hunt some poor animal in the woods.
Melissa
"Oh, alright! Uhm, good luck? Happy hunting!" Strangely blunt though Rai was, Owen appreciated it in a way; with her, there was no tiptoeing around awkward half-goodbyes for fifteen minutes before actually ending the conversation- done meant done, and that was nice. 

Double- checking that the door to the coop was secured, Owen meandered off to clean his dorm. Delightful though his feathery guests were, they did leave a faint smell.