Firestone Hot Springs he’s still leading me for

Again and again he looked to the branches, making sure the fowl's drowsy form didn't leave its perch. Part of the reason why he didn't loose his composure when he was alone was the fact he wasn't truly alone. Those large eyes were always on him, whether that he in the sky, tree, or say upon his shoulder. 

Moments passed and Phillip slowly turned his head towards his companion only to catch a glint of light in the trees. But this was no light, it was a stranger, one who greeted him. A shocked gasp left his throat and he quickly curled into himself. He was always wary of new faces.

At the same time the bird called from above and gracefully glided down towards him. Those delicate claws perched upon his shoulders gave him some relief. Phillip sighed before his eyes flickered towards the woman.

You- you... The words were caught on his tongue. He swallowed before he continued, won't hurt?