"Thank you." Door sends him a grateful smile and turns her face to the window again.

It takes a few minutes of fretful listening at the window, hearing the strange overlap of ocean and city between Fandom and London, before she hears the beating of wings in the air, but it does happen.

The bird that flaps through the opening and into Door's outstretched hand is almost unrecognizable as the one who flew away, though. She's soot-marked and bedraggled, one wing slightly bent.

"What happened to you?" Door asks, wide-eyed. ...And then repeats it in Pigeon, because that might help.