@Spark of Hope
Pic sat up, then got out of bed. His clothes and bandages might have been crusted with blood, but all his cuts, bruises, and broken bones were healed. Pics staves remained around her arms as long as Pic kept humming. He stretched, jumped up in joy, and gave Aventine a huge hug. "I'm glad you're ok," he hummed. "Tell the winged one thanks for me," he whispered into her ear. He tightened the hug, then let go.
He spun around, giving Lundyn an exaggerated bow. "Thank you so much," he hums to Lundyn, still mimicking the beat of her magic. He abruptly whistles a happy, lilting melody, the staves pop off of Lundyn's hand, spin around Pic's hands, a flower pops into his hand. He extends the flower to Lundyn. "This is for you," he hums with a reassuring smile.