He nodded, before tapping his chin in thought. "Yeah. Last night, too, I noticed. Didn't you go to Warner's room?"
She paused, looking up at him. "I stopped by on the way back from dinner," she said with a shrug. "He was in a bad mood, though."
"He was in a bad mood?" he asked curiously. "That's weird.. Did it make you happy? Or was after, since there was a moment before you got sorta happy again. Well, it was like happiness but different. I don't know how to explain it."
He stretched his wings, looking thoughtful. The longest flight feathers nearly brushed the ceiling before he frowned. "It's not that complicated, fortunately."