Considering everything else that goes on here, I'd put that at a two on the weirdness scale. The fact that it hatched fully-grown from a magic egg is a four.
[But that point aside, she's definitely interested, so - slowly, she starts inching backwards away from Harold. The kestrel sits serenely on her arm, preening its wings.]
Tell me when you stop being able to h--
[Aaaaaand there it goes, the sound of her voice cutting off just as quickly and easily as it had returned.]
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[But that point aside, she's definitely interested, so - slowly, she starts inching backwards away from Harold. The kestrel sits serenely on her arm, preening its wings.]
Tell me when you stop being able to h--
[Aaaaaand there it goes, the sound of her voice cutting off just as quickly and easily as it had returned.]
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He gives Shaw a disgruntled frown at her sudden experimentation. ]
Oh, please. Let's at least get something to measure the distance with first.
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[She pronounces, waving a hand between them as she takes a step forward back into the bubble.]
I don't need a yardstick to tell me that.