[She turned to look at the owl and the footsteps, stuck somewhere in between relief and being glad to see him, and uncertainty - she hadn't exactly had time to figure out what Mukuro'd wanted and what she'd done wrong, but it didn't look like she was in trouble?]
[There was a small, almost voiceless squeak as the tiny raptor got turned into a scaly security-blanket.] M-mukuro-sama?
[Well - if they're somewhere unfamiliar - then maybe - ] Wh...where are we?
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[There was a small, almost voiceless squeak as the tiny raptor got turned into a scaly security-blanket.] M-mukuro-sama?
[Well - if they're somewhere unfamiliar - then maybe - ] Wh...where are we?