Reluctantly, you clear your throat, and one of the birds tilts its head up at you.
"..."
The words don't come. You have no idea what Skybox wants, or even how to ask. You find yourself holding your arm out to allow one of them to perch on it, not of your own volition, of course, but because It wanted you to.
nice Of You To Join Us Spencer
quite A Nice Day We're Having Is It Not

You decide it's better to make conversation than ignore It, so you...
Ask about Shaun or Ask about the birds