Rhys beamed at the bird laguz. "Fly home? You really mean it? I... I really like that idea," he told him softly. After thinking it over for a moment, he asked, "When do you plan on leaving? I don't know when I'll get better, but I should hope this flu will pass in a week, at the very least..." The entire notion of returning home for a while sounded very appealing to the sick man, and with Ulki no less. That would mean flying!