[sigh. another thing he missed in the murky month and a half of wandering in and out of old, familiar, terrible places and into unfamiliar ones. you get lost in a hell (or two) for a few weeks and everything goes to shit. he doesn't ask are you okay just yet, but he does make an unplanned trip to feed the pigeons just outside the sanguine station. he will not feed them peanut butter.]
I'm not sure if I'm to be trusted around birds, but they seem to like me for some reason, and my three (pretty sure they're kind of birds?) have been getting on just fine on a diet of insects and fish.
I let them have free run of the place, which has its ups and downs but Delmira cleans up after them, too. There has to be at least one bird expert here.
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I'm not sure if I'm to be trusted around birds, but they seem to like me for some reason, and my three (pretty sure they're kind of birds?) have been getting on just fine on a diet of insects and fish.
I let them have free run of the place, which has its ups and downs but Delmira cleans up after them, too. There has to be at least one bird expert here.
[mid-pigeon feeding, he can't help but add:]
I'm sorry.