"This..." he gestures towards the bird "Is a fluff of chimera that kind hearted Jimmy ... " He checks notes "yes, Jimmy the piskie saved. He's been feeding his own glamour into it a bit every day. I've ordered him to sleep here tonight as well if we have room, which I think we do. He'll be in later if that's okay. Dagmar went to check this bird out, and apparently... when she asked what it needed, and that clue lead to balefire. I was cautious, didn't want it to drink too much, but oddly I think if it TRIED to take too much at once? It would pop and die because it was too frail to hold it. It's a phoenix,Chief. Or at least a relation to a proper Phoenix"