"Whu-!" Aqil lets out a startled, half-indignant squawk as Angus dumps him, unsteadily flapping himself over in midair and narrowly dodging the paw. "I'm not-" He doesn't bother finishing the protestation, too engaged landing delicately on Angus' nose.

This is embarrassing to watch. And weird to laterally experience. But Iman is sort of stuck not moving, and Greta's humming is soothing, so she just keeps quiet and sits and listens.