Chimera Fields Til we strip down to our skeletons again

The bird, Shiv, he assumed from previous words she's said seemed scared of his reaction and in a very sadistic way it pleased FitzDutiful. He was fed up of things taking advantage of him and it hurt enough for him to want to swipe at the wretched thing. This is why birds were for food, not for friends. Shame soon swept through him, however, though it was replaced with annoyance when an almost shrill laughter came as she tapped her beak on the loud. The sound hurt his ears.

Still, it probably wouldn't take much to crush her and he had never met something significantly bigger than he was. Maybe it was a way of not being scared. "Yes, very sharp." he said, following it up quickly with "Don't do it again to FitzDutiful."

He felt like he was talking to a simpleton a bit. He wasn't entirely sure if she grasped the complexities of speech for her words were simpler than he was used to. "Where are the bees you look for?" he asked.