[Rue can not blame them for wanting to leave. If Nia turned what had been a fair deal sour, why should they allow themself to remain caged?

The owlbear picks up the offered flower crown again, not to wear, but to gently caresses the blooms with their talons, careful as ever to not accidentally pluck a single one free.]

I have no home. I was never accepted by the fey and I will never be accepted by humans. And I am nothing like and live nothing like the wild owlbears I have never met. I have always been orphaned and I doubt that shall change.

But, my friend, there are some I care for here working for ADI who can not magic their own glamours like I can. Who will be hurt if they are unable to hide themselves. I - I do not know how to help them.