[The Pidgey pauses and looks down at the egg. She taps it gently with her beak and tilts her head as if listening for a response. Okay, it's not MY egg. But I found it!
She puffs up her feathers, not liking the use of all this logic, but she's calmed by N's words. After a moment of thought, she hops off the egg to stand beside it and appraise it from the ground. ...That other human says it's his egg. She coos quietly, a little bird laugh. Humans don't have eggs! Right? She glances towards N's egg, then hops up to perch on top of Thomas's egg again. This is an egg and I found it!]
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She puffs up her feathers, not liking the use of all this logic, but she's calmed by N's words. After a moment of thought, she hops off the egg to stand beside it and appraise it from the ground. ...That other human says it's his egg. She coos quietly, a little bird laugh. Humans don't have eggs! Right? She glances towards N's egg, then hops up to perch on top of Thomas's egg again. This is an egg and I found it!]