Unchacteristically, she fixed me up without saying anything.

Once I was better, I started to complain. (well what did you expect - I am a Chaos)

“This place is too cold. I want to go somewhere else.”

My sister glared at me. “No thank you for fixing me up?” She rolled her eyes. “Well I guess we can fly south.” 

Later I heard that this was something your world’s birds and people also do when they are cold.