[WHAT HOW IS THAT CRUEL. HE'S FEEDING IT, ISN'T HE? 8(
But nevertheless, he does recognize her under that hat there and gives her a brief nod in greeting. And if Xion looks right beside him, she will see a tiny, white, pocket-sized version of the thing she saw in the journal, tottering back and forth on the porch and chirping merrily. It seems to be content to waddle toward him until it bumps into the side of his leg with no reaction from Ramirez, whereupon it would promptly begin waddling the other direction, right up until it collides into the wood post. And then the whole process starts over again.
This has been going on for a while. Please come distract it.]
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But nevertheless, he does recognize her under that hat there and gives her a brief nod in greeting. And if Xion looks right beside him, she will see a tiny, white, pocket-sized version of the thing she saw in the journal, tottering back and forth on the porch and chirping merrily. It seems to be content to waddle toward him until it bumps into the side of his leg with no reaction from Ramirez, whereupon it would promptly begin waddling the other direction, right up until it collides into the wood post. And then the whole process starts over again.
This has been going on for a while. Please come distract it.]