Sariel wraps her wings tightly around Ace and Puck, sheilding and holding and just caring, as not-Sariel as it has seemed to be, she cares for all of them there this night, she does, she worries --

-- and as he speaks, it's alleviated.

"Bird. You speak ... you are back, Bird. Back with us to stay, I hope. And you are a hero, Bird, and you will heal --"

She, too, looks toward Coyote, eyes alight with silent thanks.