"Okay," she murmured, agreeing to anything he thought was best. She was pliable and sleepy, but she wanted more than anything just to lay down. She was almost dizzy, which was weird, as she wasn't really moving much.
When they got into the shop, she smiled. "I like your daughter," she mumbled. "It's like home, this warm." She really liked the temperature, and her uninjured wing fluttered slightly. She closed her eyes and let herself be carried to the guest room, hoping that would stave off the dizziness.