As in the mythical creature associated with the cycle of life and rebirth. But, maybe the chemist guild got their original idea from its feathers.

[He asks as he turns his head to look at Takeshi. His body still tingles from the wash of healing magic. It’s no surprise that he looks so bad off healers will be reaching out to heal him. At least this one he knows he can trust. Shiro nods once and finally addresses the first part.

He breathes in.]

All the same, you’re here and I’m glad for that.