[ He's taken the time Bastien was gone to arrange a proper perch for them - boxes set upon a not-too-high height, some burlap arranged to provide scratchy cushioning, a smaller crate to serve as a makeshift table. He reaches down to accept the cup joyously, then offers Bastien a hand up into their little crow's nest. ]
Oh, it smells rancid. Thank you.
[ And, proud of himself, because he's telling the truth - ]
I didn't peek.
[ Like a child reporting a rare instance of good behavior. ]
no subject
[ He's taken the time Bastien was gone to arrange a proper perch for them - boxes set upon a not-too-high height, some burlap arranged to provide scratchy cushioning, a smaller crate to serve as a makeshift table. He reaches down to accept the cup joyously, then offers Bastien a hand up into their little crow's nest. ]
Oh, it smells rancid. Thank you.
[ And, proud of himself, because he's telling the truth - ]
I didn't peek.
[ Like a child reporting a rare instance of good behavior. ]