He watched the little, still grouchy it seemed, owl climb up to couch to make annoyed noises and tap talons at him. Well at least he felt big in comparison to her. "I don't speak owl, sorry. Maybe we can go to our usual milkshake place and see if they have any snacks for you? I'll even only teleport partway and walk the rest of the way if you want."
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