[Xanth shifts a little as the bird walks up his arm, but it hasn't pecked his eyes out or bitten his hands or anything. In fact, it's extremely well-mannered for a bird, and it doesn't seem afraid of him at all.
It reminds him of a little seagull he once knew. Smiling fondly, Xanth reaches up to scratch at the bird's neck.]
S-So do-- d-do you have an-- o-owner o-or, something? O-Or are you your-- y-your own man?
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[Xanth shifts a little as the bird walks up his arm, but it hasn't pecked his eyes out or bitten his hands or anything. In fact, it's extremely well-mannered for a bird, and it doesn't seem afraid of him at all.
It reminds him of a little seagull he once knew. Smiling fondly, Xanth reaches up to scratch at the bird's neck.]
S-So do-- d-do you have an-- o-owner o-or, something? O-Or are you your-- y-your own man?