[It's a glare, but at least there is recognition. Careful, she hovers a moment and lands upon his lap. She's not sure how to answer, catching his eyes. With a shake of her head, she indicates that she isn't sure how to say.
It's me. Recognize me, Zero...!
If she cut herself, maybe? Ah...but if he realized who she was he would have recognized her scent already. An idea strikes her though. Feathers puffing out, she jumps off of him. Lightly tugging upon his sleeve with her beak, she indicates for him to follow her.]
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It's me. Recognize me, Zero...!
If she cut herself, maybe? Ah...but if he realized who she was he would have recognized her scent already. An idea strikes her though. Feathers puffing out, she jumps off of him. Lightly tugging upon his sleeve with her beak, she indicates for him to follow her.]