Chu quirked a brow to Daughter, his wings fluttering anxiously. He was back to feeling uncomfortable. "I can feed myself." he uttered in an almost childish tone. He was feeling confused. It wasn't as if he had asked for her help, she was the one that popped up, removed the shackles and offered to let him stay until he was better.<br/><br/>He shifted and eyed her, "If I am such a bother, I can go...I am feeling much better." he spoke softly. His wrists and ankles were still clearly sore from the long wear of the shackles. And no doubt his wings wouldn't be able to be much help for any sort of sustained flight, they were obviously still not use to being used after so much time of being rendered inert.