Bird watches Emily slowly come around to her realization. Fa-ninna feels for her. He's been wrong plenty and is like to be wrong plenty more. He gives the blue-haired wolf a rare smile; it's meant to be warm, but still comes off as a touch predatory.
He lifts his can in a salute to the Ithaeur, "The day you stop learning is the day you stop breathing." That bit of wisdom dispensed, the Irraka chugs the rest of his beer. Looks from wolf to wolf. He could use a smoke.
Hector's directions to the most convenient spot to capture decay spirits is met with a nod. Bird stores that information away. Never know when you might need to make an inconvenient body up and vanish.
Me too! Thanks for the scene, folks.