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[Huh, soft- Ow?? That's more than enough to get him to let go, pls he just wanted his sandwich back??]

[ Dives off the bench, her wings snapping out to catch the breeze-! ]

[ ... There's still too much sandwich, oh no, she's sinking in the air despite her frantic flapping ]

[He didn't come prepared for tiny puncture wounds from a... stray feathery lizard creature, but that's fine, it's not like he isn't used to spontaneous bleeding. He stands up and... watches as she sinks...]

...You don't have to run away. You can have it, though I would have preferred you asked nicely.

[He may just be talking to himself, but with the variety of quirks out there, a creature like that could very well be a person... ]

[ Curls protectively around her sammich once she reaches the floor, her feathers poofed up to make her look bigger! Or ... huh, could it be that she actually is bigger? ]

[ ... ]

[ Eyes him! Warily! ]

I can? [ smol feathery catdogbirdlizard sure does have an oddly British accent ]

[Sorry if he doesn't seem intimidated. He doesn't come any closer though, just standing there, bleeding slightly... He doesn't seem surprised when she speaks either; he nods.]

I'll let you have it this time, but it's not good to steal.

[ Cocks her head, her ears flicking, her tail lashing slowly back and forth like an uncertain cat. ]

What's stealing?

[ Eyes! Him! ... Takes a big ol' bite and munches on it. ]

Huh?

[Maybe she's a child?? It's hard to tell with a form like that, though she is quite small... He rubs the back of his neck, head tilting slightly.]

Well, stealing is taking things that belong to someone else.

[ After a few seconds tick by without him making another grab for her, she starts to relax, he feathers smoothing down. The lashing of her tail settles to a slow swish. ]

Oh. [ Twitches an ear. ] But you have to get what you need before it goes away. So. [ NOM, GULP. ]

[ Licks her chops ... and pulls her tail around with one paw, licking the droplets of blood off the spikes her her long tongue. ]

[Maybe don't do that?? Gross... but he kneels down without getting closer.]

Don't you have any of your own food at home?

This - [ lickie lickie lickie ] is home.

[ In a manner of speaking. ]

[ Slowly stretches her snoot out towards him, snuffling. ]

Hey, hey. D'you have more? More food?

[???]

This is a public park. Where is your house?

-Ah, sorry, that was all I had with me...

[ sniff sniff SNIFF SNOOF SNOOF SNOOF ]

[ Snoofles towards his pockets. And he might, if he's paying enough attention, notice that she's a smidgen bigger than she was when she first stole his sandwich. ]

What's a house? I don't have one; I've got a nest.

[He lets her approach, but that's getting a bit into personal space territory...!! He probably smells mostly like old blood from the tissues he shoves in his pockets. Though one pocket may smell vaguely of sugar...]

You don't have a home to go back to? What about family?

[She does seem a little bigger, huh...]

[ ... Sweet? Sugar? Sweet sugar. Noses her way towards that one pocket in particular. The blood-scent doesn't bother her at all. ]

Told you, I've got my nest! [ That's what a home is, right? Right. ] It's just me.

[ Shoves her whole entire head in his pocket. ]

[Can you not??]

Hey-

[He doesn't grab her this time, but he does cover the pocket with his hand to block her head from going too far.]

That's not food!

[ Muffled squeaks as she tries to wiggle past his hand, her little claws hooking into his pants. ]

Lemme! Smells sweet, I want it.

You can't just take whatever you want!

[He tries to nudge her out with his hand, pls!!]

Why not!

[ But gosh, fine, she reluctantly allows herself to be shoo'd out. Hops and flutters back a couple of feet, ruffling her wings with a huff. ]

[Thank you, he really didn't want to risk adding to his current collection of punctures... He sighs in relief.]

Thank you. Now, as for why not, how would you like it if I took something of yours without asking?

Don't have anything for you to take.

[ Sits back on her haunches, cat-like. Once again she's a tiny smidge bigger than she had been. Just a tiny, tiny smidge. ]

You really don't have any more food? None? Really?

[Is he seeing things, or is she getting even bigger...]

You said you have a nest. What if I tried to claim your nest as mine?

All I have on me is medicine, it's not for eating.

Do you need a nest? [ Tilts her head, clearly VERY SERIOUSLY considering this. ] I can build you one. Mine'd be too small for you.

It's not? But it smells sweet.

Thank you for the offer, but no, I don't. It was just an example. But you took that sandwich without asking if I needed it. That wasn't nice.

[Most would certainly say he looks like he needs a sandwich... He pats the pocket she was trying to steal from.]

That's probably my glucose tablets. Yes they're sweet, but they're for medical emergencies, not for snacking on.

...

[ ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ]

I'm sorry for stealing your sandwich.

[ what's a glucose tho ]

[Progress....??]

I accept your apology. Please keep this is mind and don't steal in the future! And don't hurt anyone either. I imagine I startled you when I grabbed you, so I apologize for that.

[He's still bleeding slightly. This is fine.]

That said... why are you, ah, nesting in a park?

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