Noctisardor Bypass sorry, i can't hear you

Warlock had managed to find a wing -- a better wing this time even, large and inky black obviously from a crow or raven though Warlock himself didn't know the difference. It was a nice ominous color and would get a prized place back in his collection, as long as he could keep it nice and safe. That was the good thing about Brou being particularly absent -- he didn't have to worry about the most annoying of siblings crashing through it.

Spotting Vex along the water, he ambled that way, figuring they could hunt or something like that (after he stashed the wing temporarily, of course) but as he got closer he spoke out. Okay, what Vex said wasn't at him, but Warlock had thought it was, and so he said around the wing, Sorry? blinking owlishly at his brother. You sure I can't help? Not that he knew with what. It was his job to help since Kaertok was a loser, after all. Couldn't go wandering by a little sibling and brush them off entirely.