Ozzie couldn't blame the man for being so tense; even if he didn't mind the presence of a large, talking rooster suddenly being in his close proximity, there was still this whole business with the courts and keeping everyone here.

"I'm a lot of man at once; I don't blame anyone for feeling overwhelmed." He admitted. Oz was, in fact, a lot of man. He'd seen people swoon or faint just from a little wink; that this one was pretty calm in the face of it all was something the Sin respected.

"As for these guys? Hate to say it, but they might be onto something." Ozzie confided with a sigh. "If these were the kinds of fairies I spend time with, it'd be way more inviting than this. They're pulling in people of all kinds, right? And might be right about the inability to leave. So far, they ain't bluffing."