[Who ever knew a hardcore mercenary could love his pet bird so much. Mordecai makes a happy sound as the bird lands and promptly reaches out with his free hand to affectionately stroke his long lost companions back.]
How you been, boy? They been treating you well? Redd been feeding you alright?
[It's possibly the softest, nicest tone anyone on the boat would of ever heard, assuming of course they can hear him.]
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How you been, boy? They been treating you well? Redd been feeding you alright?
[It's possibly the softest, nicest tone anyone on the boat would of ever heard, assuming of course they can hear him.]