I'm a Healer, But...

12

Phil doesn't wake up alone, but he still hates when he slowly comes to consciousness with one of his flock missing. His baby's side of the nest is empty, and his wings flutter with concern before he really blinks awake and realizes Wilbur probably left to eat.

A few moments later, he remembers that his fledgling is meant to be here, too, and he sits straight up, ignoring Techno's sleepy grumbles. He shouldn't be missing, he should be right here, tucked under Phil's arm-

He gets out of the nest, rushing out the door and listening carefully. The kitchen, of course- He heads right there to find his baby and his fledgling laughing and... eating fries.

Huh. He thought he threw out the fryer years ago.

Seeing them lets Phil clear his head a little, and he manages to stifle his instincts more now that he knows they're safe and together. He stands in the doorway as he collects himself. "Good morning," he greets them, a little quietly.

"Morning, Phil," Wilbur greets him pleasantly. There are about a thousand fries and quite a few burgers in front of him. "Want anything?"

"Where did this...?"

"Big Q owed me a favor," Tommy says, chowing down on a weird-smelling burger. It's fake meat, he thinks, and Techno's strange pizza order starts to make a little more sense. There's also a red poppy tucked behind his ear, matching the sunflower that Wilbur has on him.

"I see." Phil steps further into the room, grabs a fry, and takes a bite. It's ridiculously salty. This is in no way healthy for Tommy, he should be having a proper meal for breakfast-

But last night he saved Wilbur's life, and then let Phil bring him into the nest despite being nervous about it. This should be a nice reward for him. He can have something more filling for lunch.

"Is the Blade up?" Tommy asks. Phil can barely make it out, since his mouth is full of food. "Wanna talk about my employment. "

"Your...? Ah, I think I woke him when I got up. He should be joining us shortly."

"Here," Techno mumbles from the doorway. He's leaning against the frame, replacing where Phil just stood. "What about it?"

Tommy finishes off his burger and takes a big drink before continuing. "Rules and shit, if I'm getting paid, that kinda stuff. Wilbur said you don't have, like, a person in charge , so... figured if we were all here we could get that shit out of the way up front."

Techno groans, rubbing at his face. "I literally just woke up-"

"Yeah, and I've been awake, so catch up. I don't even really know what you fuckers do- other than, like, what people say about you on the news. Or what the heroes said. Lot of fucking, biases or whatever there. And not the Kpop kind of biases- well, I think there's some of those too, but like-"

Phil has zero idea what the fuck Tommy is talking about. "Well, we're not exactly good people, mate," Phil says, a little warily. He doesn't want to scare him, but- well. Phil doesn't know if he's ever been a 'good person'. He's selfish, only caring for himself and his people, and everyone else in existence can either get out of his way or get walked over. Techno is equally vicious, though his priorities lie almost entirely in his own sense of morality and his beliefs. Wilbur is a combination of them both, as selfish as Phil and as opinionated as Techno- and together, the three of them have done a lot of harm.

But he doesn't want to scare their healer. Tommy doesn't really know what he's getting into.

"No shit," Tommy says. "I mean, fucking, villains or whatever. Probably like millions of people dead because of you over your billions of years of age-"