"Hmmm." She adopts a pensive posture, crossing a pair of arms and tapping her scale-flecked chin with a purple-clawed finger.

"Well, I can't promise this won't bruise you, but the patient's comfort is pretty important! So you're both on board now." She crouches down, and does not even ask before sliding her arms under his massive (surprisingly sturdy) pigeon wings, tucking her own dinky baby wings flat against her shoulderblades so she can piggyback his bigger half. Her broader, monstrous arms are wrapped back, claws nestled gently in the slightly-bedraggled feathers of his torso.

"You're so soft!" She sounds genuinely awed--she shifts him up so his beaked face is resting on her shoulder, and her various eyes make eye contact with both of Julien's bodies in amazement.

She doesn't actually answer his other question, though, not until she's gathered his human half up in her smaller, more humanlike arms, bridal style.

"There. All set!"

That wasn't so bad! Honestly, splitting her two arms into four was one of her better ideas. She'd never thought of two bodies, though... she wonders if he can fuse them into one, like Israfel. Probably not, she supposes. If he could, he probably would have for this.

"Comfy?"

She'll provide him with a name in a minute. Probably.