[The bird doesn't look too pleased by another person just reaching for it, and starts to peck at Hansa's hands too, but he seems, somehow, very nonplussed. Cupping the little bird, he lifts it away from the other's hair. The bird tweets indignantly.]
There we go. [And he opens his hands - the bird shoots the two an angry little look and flies off.] Bye, bye, bird.
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[The bird doesn't look too pleased by another person just reaching for it, and starts to peck at Hansa's hands too, but he seems, somehow, very nonplussed. Cupping the little bird, he lifts it away from the other's hair. The bird tweets indignantly.]
There we go. [And he opens his hands - the bird shoots the two an angry little look and flies off.] Bye, bye, bird.