Mellow as, Cutty watched with his mask atop his head as the Bluebird girl crawled into his carriage and seemed to be exploring it. In doing so, he realized himself that it wouldn't be a bad place to store something temporarily. Though, that was probably not her intention judging by the way she began their immediate-space encounter with a look familiarly known to him as a morte glare. It soon gave way to a slightly less familiar grin, which was punctuated by by a set of dimples on either side of her face.

"I am lonely. Very, very lonely." He said as he pulled down his mask pretending to hide the loneliness he did not feel behind the black and gold jackal. The accents of it matched the gold around the lapels of his not-quite-adult-sized suit. He might have gone on to tease the little Bluebird about her chattiness, though truth be told that an information hog like Cutty wouldn't have minded a bit that she had much to say, but then the badged girl went and said something and the little Bluebird was back in the queue.

His jackal mask adjusted back onto his face, he stuck his head out of his carriage once more. This time, addressing the badged female (Marigold). "Oi! Yew've costed me a companion! Are yer going to fill in fer her, then?" Cause those were the rules...that he just made up...and would probably break himself if their positions were traded.