"I'm not the one with the bird's eye view, asshole. Give me a minute." Bird's eye view. Funny, right? Yeah. He's fucking hilarious. He's just trying to cover ground when he's not supposed to be moving on the ground at all, and the darkness pressing around him at all edges isn't helping.

"It's...yeah." He can't fight the bite of relief that curls up in the posterior of his brain, dopamine and shot nerves shivering his feathers. "It's a way out. It's a way out."