"Privacy would be appreciated. By me, if not by these two."

"Hmm -" Bella peers down the stairwell into the basement. "I think there's enough room for pigeon wingspan, if you want to go down here - or we could just have Andi go first and then demorph and open and close doors for us as necessary."

"Basement is fine," says Ethan. Down he goes, trailed by Trouble and Robin.

Trouble flutters up out of the basement. <Pigeons really like being home, turns out! This is fun, I love it.>

<...Are you not getting any of this, Bella? I mean, I am really glad to be home right now. Not so glad I can't talk about anything else, but pretty fucking glad.>

<I have it set to 'home' too, and I definitely don't live here,> says Trouble. <Ethan? Robin?>

<Yes,> says Ethan from the basement, <we're home too.>

<Well, good for you all, I guess. Are you guys going to have this problem with any animal more complicated than a butterfly and less mindful than a human or an Andalite, I wonder.>

<What problem?> says Trouble. <Andi's the only one who's high on it. >

<Well, yeah,> says Trouble, <but it's not a problem, it's fun.>

<What if we have to make a morph do something it isn't inclined to like?> Bella asks. <Sure, being a pigeon at home sounds like a generally pleasant experience, but we might have to be pigeons not at home, among other possibilities.>

<...You know what I wanna do,> says Trouble, <I wanna fly all around the city as a pigeon. Really get to know it, you know? I think I'm gonna do that.>

<If any of us is going to leave the house as a pigeon I want to do it by opening the garage door slightly and having you walk out under it, so it looks like a pigeon wandered in and then out again. How are you planning to keep time while out flying?>

<Didn't say I was gonna do it right now. I dunno, good question, how should I?>

<If you didn't want to range as far as it sounds like you do I'd say come back to a central location with someone keeping time for you every few minutes. Since you do - you could set out an hour and fifteen minutes before sunset and head back "home" when the sun starts to go down to allow time.>

<Mmm, good plan,> he says. <I'll go with that.>

<Okay. I'm gonna demorph in a bit. What can you tell me about the pigeon mind besides it really liking to be home, guys?>

<It's got some of that same alertness I got from the Andalites, but a little different,> says Trouble. <I'm not that worried right now, but I get the sense I could be if, say, there were any hawks nearby. Not too bothered by loud noises or people walking by, but when there's real danger, haul ass! That's what I'm getting. And food, pigeons are really into food.>

<Oh, no, hawks,> says Andi. <Hawks are bad. Is there any food? I could eat.>