Date: 2007-05-30 08:03 am (UTC)
He shrugs, figuring she'll do what she likes, and goes to sit on the bed. He opens the napkin of saved morsels on his lap and feeds them bit by bit to the teenybird perched on his hand, all the while murmuring to him, very much a mother bird.
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