"Well," Prometheus huffed, a bit annoyed at these meaningful questions, "I mean, he can learn to piss in the corner, and, look, this nest is suitable for a human too! He can curl up under my wings to stay warm, and we're sheltered from the rain too."

He jabbed a claw at Hades, "Besides, he's too young to be shapeshifting! Let him be himself first, before asking him to switch to two legs! Isn't that right, Aza? You like being a cat... dragon thing, don't you?"

Aza, half-asleep and kind of grumpy about it, just made a burbling, blown raspberry noise that conveyed his displeasure (as well as his soul feeling grumpy in general, in that huffy way only children could achieve).