Hushed Willows don't you know i'm no good for you

It is nice to see you awake.  She had been worried for some time that perhaps Qilaq had gone somewhere to die; she'd been weak enough that the thought wasn't too much of a stretch.  She noses the bird towards Qilaq (it's in sorry state; she wasn't lying when she said she was a bad hunter) and holds onto the other for now.  Are you hungry?