Blue eyes glanced over to her with a sense of ease natural to Orion's being. For a boy whose father and mother were taken from him (be very different means), Orion did not sweat the little things. He hid any discomfort in life well underneath thick layers of nonchalance and acceptance of fate.

"Why would either of us freakout? Or are you talking about the fish?" He smirked. While Orion did not know what a death would be like for him, he did not believe anyone would need to freak out- his whole species was known for coming back to life.

"I think we're too good for Oz. What would they do with a ghost girl and a fire bird?"