Phio looked at the man who stood on his toes to look over his daughter's head at him. Why was the man so interested in him? Well whatever the reason he wanted nothing to do with it. He just wanted to get better. He heard the princess who had saved him conversing with her father. Why didn't she tell him about getting shot at because of saving him from the guards. He cooed in pain and let out musical sounding noise as well. Beautiful musical sounding noise. He decided being mistaken for a rare breed of bird wasn't that far off. He heard her shut and lock the door. Watching her again as she came near. He watched in surprise as the intricate and detailed cage began to form. Must be magic. He thought to himself. He watched her pick up the rag and it turn into a soft and cushiony pillow. Where was she taking him? What? No. He didn't want to go in the cage. He was a bird who thrived on freedom. He mentally sighed as it seemed he didn't  get an option about being in the extremely large cage. At the moment much too weak and in pain to even try to fly away. He watched the princess go to sleep and soon fell asleep himself. Not before speaking to her again. <<span style="font-style: italic">You hear me? That is a relief. No. I need to talk or I will go insane. My name is Phio by the way. Just thought I'd let you know. Sleep well princess.</span>> He said then fell asleep himself