With the now empty tube back in his bag of holding (he didn't know what purpose it had, he just wanted to be tidy), Twitch made his way towards the teleporters with Eudial and Marisa. The two leading feathers of each wing had been metalized, as well as the two central feathers of the macaw's tail. Good for whacking people with, especially now he had the chance to move without being seen at several thousand miles an hour. Plus they looked unbelievably cool. Might take a little getting used to flying with them, or perhaps grooming, he thought. That could wait for now, though, the trio had some rift to deal with.

Twitch hopped up onto the teleporter, a little more eagerly than one might have expected him to, equal parts curious and apprehensive about what would be waiting for him on the other end. He could go for some jam about now...