*attempting to look nonchalant.*

if that's how you choose to take that.

you can do whatever you want, i'm just. not used to the attention.

*being pet. he has NO idea what to do about this.*

*puffing up a bit. again.*

well. i appreciate it.

hm.

now i /definitely/ remember talking to you before, only one person has ever said anything like that to me.

depending on the one you meet, that may be a good thing.

not in a danger sense, they're just really annoying.

there are a few of us, actually. dunno where the rest of the voices are, but. they exist.

mhm. stubborn. i was a bird this entire time, i think.

*looking up..*

maybe? under different circumstances, at least.

right, i forgot i can't make you do that anymore.

*grabbing her under her arms like a cat.*

i think you did it wrong.

.

get up.

probably not, but i'm not a bone expert.

.

well-

*comically loud neck crack.*

hiya.

that is. the first time i've heard that, but. thank you.

*fluffing up even further than he did last time, letting out a little surprised chirp.*

don't, uh. don't mention it.

ssssure.

*very puzzled stare as he bends down.*

i know i don't look like it, but i appreciate it.

*he just naturally always looks like he's pissed, it's fine.*

ooh.

yeah, that was. the intent.

*he wants to die so bad*

is saying you're not tall or fluffy an insult

i've spoken to like. three people, i don't know how this works

and. you are none of those things, but that's hot too

hm.

i mean, i guess the princess felt the same way when we met.

that is. not the reaction i expected, actually.

if we're thinking of the same princess, you get someone like me instead.

why did she grab my tit, i'm still thinkin' about that

i dunno, i don't see why not.

*his tities,*

i. um.

*if he hadn't gone through any kind of character development, it'd be a hard no. however,,,*

sure??

you're alright, i just. ran out of stuff to say, i think?

*he raises an eyebrow. he is unused to affection that doesn't involve absurd violence, he doesn't know what to do with normal compliments.*

oh?

well, um. thank you.

*his feathers fluff up a tiny bit, but he remains vaguely nonchalant. come on, man.*

*he maintains eye contact, veeeery slowly raising a hand.*