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[Voice]

[The first thing that can be heard is a strange sort of background noise. It may seem like static, but after a few moments it can be identified as squeaky hooting. As for Yuan? He doesn't sound amused.]

How the hell do you drive away pesky birds without killing them?

[Action]

[Anyone who happens to be out in the village can see Yuan striding by in a swift pace. He seems to be determinedly ignoring the existance of a tiny, greyish owlet that's zooming after him, chirping excitedly and trying to claw at his hair. Of course, because all villagers have the uncanny ability to understand what animals say, one will be able to hear the word "Blue" repeated over and over in that chatter.

If he can just make it home, perhaps he can slam the door in the creature's face and be rid of it for good.]

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[Sup bff. Kratos is leaning against the wall and happens to see Yuan passing by. Of course, this means he sees the owlet obsessing over his hair.

That twitch at the corners of his lips indicates that he's trying desperately not to laugh.]

[Hm... Should Yuan pause and engage in conversation with Kratos, which will undoubtedly lead to mockery? Or should he keep walking and give Kratos the pleasure of knowing he's running away from a confrontation? Difficult decision.

Pausing for conversation it is. Just ignore the bird, Yuan, just ignore it...]

Kratos.

Yuan.

[He eyes the owlet.]

It seems you've gained another companion.

Of course. I'm just a magnet for friends.

[He quickly waves a hand over his shoulder to shoo the owlet away from his hair.]

In that case, consider yourself grateful. A thing like friendship is hard to come by with beings such as ourselves. [More like they didn't let it happen.]

Is that why you befriended a family of deers?

[He still hasn't forgotten about that. It was actually sort of amusing.]

They do not chatter needlessly.

[As the owlet hoots its head off in the background.]

If you say so...

[Wow, that background noise is distracting.]

I suggest you give it what it wants instead of avoiding it.

I don't know what it wants. It's not hungry and it's not lost.

[And meanwhile, the owl is still flitting around, squeaking the word "blue". It just needs attention, really.]

It seems to be fond of your hair. Rather, it seems fond of you.

You could just make yourself useful by helping me get rid of it.

That, I cannot do.

Why?

If I rid you of it, it'll simply find you again.

[Yuan gives a frustrated sound in response, hunching his shoulders slightly and contracting his hands into fists. The owlet, seeing a golden opportunity, takes advantage of this to settle down on top of his head.

Ignore it. Ignore iiiit...!]

[Kratos will just watch it with a deadpan look.

It's taking all of his control to hold back a "heh". Instead, he raises an eyebrow.]

[He knows you're amused, Kratos. That deadpan look isn't fooling anyone. Instead of commenting on it, he's going to resort to aggravatedly waving a hand near the top of his head. The owlet takes flight again with an offended "Hey!", but she still doesn't seem to want to leave the scene.]

Is this thing going to follow me until the day it dies?

I imagine it will.

Great. Just great.

[Thanks for your 'help', bff. Yuan's just going to keep walking with that determined stride of his, the owl flitting after him with an excited chirp.]

[No prob, bff. And now he'll let out that "heh" before he moves on his way.]

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