[ And those, she's used to — even if his answer still isn't the clearest.
The chocobo decides to protest again, and it tries yanking its head away with a disapproving whistle, but Gamora clamps her hands down on its beak a little more firmly. ]
Knock. It. Off.
[ The bird blinks its big eyes at her, looking thoroughly disgruntled, but it stops squirming around. ]
Are they always this disagreeable?
[ She's new enough to make the assumption that the birds are fairly commonplace around Quarantine, rather than a recent addition. ]
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[ And those, she's used to — even if his answer still isn't the clearest.
The chocobo decides to protest again, and it tries yanking its head away with a disapproving whistle, but Gamora clamps her hands down on its beak a little more firmly. ]
Knock. It. Off.
[ The bird blinks its big eyes at her, looking thoroughly disgruntled, but it stops squirming around. ]
Are they always this disagreeable?
[ She's new enough to make the assumption that the birds are fairly commonplace around Quarantine, rather than a recent addition. ]