[Oh, that's useful. He steps aside to make room, watching to see how this goes. For a moment there is no response, and then there's a quiet scraping, shuffling noise, until a dog-like creature crawls out of the vent hole, almost metallic-looking yet oddly smooth in its movement rather than robotic, with lopsided feathered wings that fold at its back. It shakes itself and stretches, then sits up and looks at them all.
no subject
Messer quirks a brow.]
Finally.