[ Miles eyes the hand like it might bite him. But she'd looked so much like he's still feeling. And she doesn't recognize him...
He flaps to her hand, being exceedingly careful not to so much as prick her with his talons. And fluffs up a bit in an avian sort of sigh. Of course he's a weird bird. What did you expect? ]
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He flaps to her hand, being exceedingly careful not to so much as prick her with his talons. And fluffs up a bit in an avian sort of sigh. Of course he's a weird bird. What did you expect? ]