Orcelito attributes Riona’s words to simply having weak lungs, as that is the best guess he can make. Then again, he’s never seen her have difficulty flying, and she’s never complained about pollen… perhaps there is something else going on?

He hesitates to leave the house, but the smoke needs time to clear. If there is a fire outside, he’ll have to leave it to the others. After witnessing their firefighting a few weeks ago, he trusts they’ll deal with it efficiently but… he still wants to know what’s going on. Are they really safe in here?

Well, he can’t let those doubts show. Right now, he gives an encouraging nod to Kit and Riona. “We’ll go together then.” Then hesitantly, “Do both of you have your gems?”

Which brings up another concern. He studies Riona, thinking back to his earlier observation. The baths are only three floors down, and the reservoir five floors. Either is a dive away. But like running, flying requires breathing. “Riona, can you fly right now? If you need help, Kit and I can give you support.”

He’s not entirely sure how that would work. He’s supported others with his shoulder while walking, but flying is another matter. He imagines they could use the golden dust from the fountain if they have to.