Gamora keeps stroking the bird, letting it calm. It still gives the occasional shake of its head to be contrary, but it doesn’t snap and squawk again. ]
I believe I saw was a pen back there.
[ She nods down the street. ]
Can you help me return them?
[ And maybe tie them more securely or find someone who’s supposed to be responsible for the giant birds.
But even as she asks, she’s still watching Spike with mistrust in her eyes, like he might be just as unpredictable as the chocobos. ]
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Gamora keeps stroking the bird, letting it calm. It still gives the occasional shake of its head to be contrary, but it doesn’t snap and squawk again. ]
I believe I saw was a pen back there.
[ She nods down the street. ]
Can you help me return them?
[ And maybe tie them more securely or find someone who’s supposed to be responsible for the giant birds.
But even as she asks, she’s still watching Spike with mistrust in her eyes, like he might be just as unpredictable as the chocobos. ]