Cylus leans back and sighs also. "Aren't we all?" His bird, Grifter, comes back around and perches on his shoulder. Letting out a chirp, he pecks at Cylus' head, trying to catch his attention. Looking to the bird, Cylus raises his brow. In turn, Grifter jumps into Cylus' lap and nuzzles against him. "Well, I guess to do so," Cylus says to Mark, "we need someone to be at our side."