I've missed you too. I've missed everyone. I gotta stay away from people or I end up... it ain't good. The mention of being round people was sparking off his hunger and a couple of brief memories of when Aaron had called round to see him, but he clamped down on it as best he could and concentrated on all the things he needed to fly instead - strong muscles stretching across his chest and into his wings, the strange feeling of breathing through his chest instead of his mouth or nose, the instinctive method of using his legs to help steer, all of it.
I'm okay around Mitchell, so I reckon I'd be okay round you as well. I could stay out with you? My legs are all healed up again, so I don't need the chair at all.