The teleportation made Iggy wobble just a little on the landing, like someone expecting another step in a staircase and not having one there. But he recovered quickly enough, wings flaring just briefly before settling again.
He followed easily enough, footfalls and voice were enough, and the background noise of conversations picking up again helped him fill out the space. He didn't know exactly where tables and chairs were, not at a distance, but he'd be able to tell as he got closer to one, only maybe before he actually walked into it.
Luckily the path was clear, and the second voice was also easy enough to focus on, "Uh..." He blinked, he hadn't actually been expecting that question, and the response that came out was almost reflexive: "Peanut butter sandwich?" A pause, "Two peanut butter sandwiches?"
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He followed easily enough, footfalls and voice were enough, and the background noise of conversations picking up again helped him fill out the space. He didn't know exactly where tables and chairs were, not at a distance, but he'd be able to tell as he got closer to one, only maybe before he actually walked into it.
Luckily the path was clear, and the second voice was also easy enough to focus on, "Uh..." He blinked, he hadn't actually been expecting that question, and the response that came out was almost reflexive: "Peanut butter sandwich?" A pause, "Two peanut butter sandwiches?"