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His eyes remained on Bubo as it climbed, though he snickered at Sunny. "Always so easy to blame it on the man. But yea, I suppose. Never makes anything easy."
Casey's eyes did shift to her for a second before going down to the controller, seeming to check something before he looked back up towards the bird. At his command, it began a slow decline. "Bronze. It was a statue I found at some antique shop near home. It was hollow and I just altered it to make it work."
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