Angel mirrors him, more than happy to give the bird a pleasant little stroke. After a moment, she pulls out the phone-like device that she had found in her pack. Holding it out, she scans the bird quickly, and after finishing, she pockets it once more.
Its called a swablu, if you are wondering. [She'll change the subject for the time being, though she appreciates the permission. Perhaps at another time, if their paths ever cross again, she'll bring it up.
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Its called a swablu, if you are wondering. [She'll change the subject for the time being, though she appreciates the permission. Perhaps at another time, if their paths ever cross again, she'll bring it up.