Coco kept her gaze away from Cleora, her hold on Kairo tight and unrelenting, as Sinclair checked up on his fellow hybrid.
He was in the middle of a mission when he sensed Coco's distress.
As quickly as he could, he finished the commissioned task and turned into his bird form, flying at high speed to get back to the main city to offer aid to his master.
When he arrived at the porch of their house, he had knocked so hard on the door that he was sure he had almost destroyed the hinges.
If it weren't Quizen opening the door for him, he would have kicked it open.
One thing led to another, he is now sitting on the living room floor right in front of Coco and examining the unconscious hybrid in her lap.
"He will be fine." The bird hybrid states, withdrawing his hand away from Kairo's collarbone. "He's just in shock and all, considering that his master, the previous Cleora, is not inhabiting her body anymore."
