“It’s okay!” Julia said, gently slapping Phoebe on the back, “We’re the safest people you could be with right now. We can even stop for breakfast-”
“I think it’s important for you to come with us,” Cat said. “I’m not asking you to join Quill, but we could help protect you. The person who performed a Consumption on you is most likely behind a series of other incidents that we’ve been following. Phoebe,” he glanced up at the sky, “I’ve been studying the Firebird for years, but the main reason why I’m involved with Quill is because I’m a fledgling. I’ve seen the Firebird with my own eyes. Regardless of whether or not you remember it, you can’t deny what happened to you.”
Phoebe shot Cat a suspicious glare. Anyone with more than a cursory knowledge of the Firebird’s lore knew how outlandish his claim was. 25 years, 25 feathers, 25 wishes in the whole world.
“Really?” she asked.
*Ta-dah noise at Cat being a fledgling*
Now let's see what he can do.