The conclusion should have been easy, but some lingering skepticism in Patrick's brain stood its ground for a moment, directly in the way of connecting the owl staring at him with the man he'd met before. But it was only a moment later that logic won out entirely. "Hawa?"

It had to be, didn't it? The other had said he was a fey, and shape shifting wasn't so unheard of in the fey world. "That's you, isn't it?"