Listen.

[The voice that comes over the public channel is... odd, and new to most folks here. He pauses for a bit, as if that's the entire thought-- but, sure enough, he follows it with an obviously annoyed question.]

So we're just kind of... here, because they say so? Like... this can't be legal, can it? Has anybody tried talking to the fuckin' police about this?

[As he speaks, he gets increasingly irritated, his voice breaking.]

I'm gonna be real with you guys: I've got half a mind to just kinda magic my way out, except I'm pretty sure the Ringleader or whatever would come after me. Is that a thing?

Hello? Hello! I figured I’d introduce myself. Julien Delacroix! I'll be helping out with wardrobe and makeup.

[Well, that’s a voice made for radio. Warm and resonant and very clear, very rich. You can hear the smile in it.]

I’m something kinda like a selkie - you know, people who put on seal skins and turn into seals - but turns out we come in ‘very large bird’, too. If you find my skin anywhere, please do not attempt to steal or wear it. I will not respond by marrying you! We have to meet and maybe date and figure things out the usual way.

So this isn’t just a PSA: how about you share your name and tell the class an outrageous lie about why you’re here? Something like, oh, I really needed a new skin after those total jerks stole and burned mine. Didn’t marry ‘em either, by the way. [When he walked in it was as a giant pigeon and you may have seen him, so this is a deliberately obvious lie.]