[He glances over at her. Damn, Mordecai must have let his guard down.]
Bloodwing.
[There's a distinct air of pride in his voice as he scratches the bird under the chin. Around that point Mordecai notices the admiring look in her eye and casually shifts the bird a little further away.]
I wouldn't try to touch him, if that's what you're thinking.
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Bloodwing.
[There's a distinct air of pride in his voice as he scratches the bird under the chin. Around that point Mordecai notices the admiring look in her eye and casually shifts the bird a little further away.]
I wouldn't try to touch him, if that's what you're thinking.