It is good that one of them is, in fact, a sensible person.

The squawking gyroshei flaps its wings desperately to right itself and ultimately struggles away from the window without its prize. The end result is that the Fool, though he yelps and wobbles and ultimately does topple from his tenuous perch on the windowsill, does not fall out the window, but instead sideways. He seizes Devin's arm with one hand, while the other has a firm grip on those wind chimes.

He looks at them with very wide eyes for a moment longer, before he lifts them up rather triumphantly and turns his eyes back on Devin, looking rather too pleased with himself for someone who nearly fell out a window.

He grins and tips his chin up. "I daresay that could have gone worse."