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I am not.

[It was a soft protest, without any teeth. She didn't want to disturb the birds, who were much less mindful--shrieking and calling to each other noisily. Especially that big macaw. Its wingspan reached around almost as much as Pen's arms.

A smile started to tug at Lucy's mouth when something caught her eye from near the ground. A...stilt, tiny heron? It was looking up at her expectantly, its long neck extended.

Then Lucy wasn't here for a time, eyes staring off at something unseen.

She was still at the zoo, though, but a larger one. She was much smaller, and there weren't so many with her. There was another child with her, someone she knew--a friend?

Showing interest in something was a certain way to get it used against her, to have people cruelly pick at it. But it was just--it was so hard not to, now, there were so many interesting things.

"Zoos don't interest me," she said, with a small huff in a small voice that was nonetheless hers.

Then she turned a corner and saw a giraffe, and lost her composure immediately. She ran over to it, babbling excitedly. "Long neck!"]

Long neck.

[Her voice was a soft mutter.]

[Pen barely noticed Lucy spacing out, if she's totally honest. She's intent on her own birds, and Lucy is quiet in general, but she's close enough to hear the younger girl mutter something under her breath.

Taking her eyes off the bird, she tilts her head to one side, studying her friend.]

Long neck?

[Lucy was so spaced out she didn't even notice a lorikeet stealing a strand of her hair. It wasn't until she heard Pen's voice that she twitched at the shoulders, making the birds on her arm flap their wings and squawk in complaint.]

Huh?

[A blink, two. The almost-smile didn't leave her face.]

...oh. I saw something, that's all.

[Lucy's almost cute when she smiles. Almost. She's still kind of raggedy and troublesome.]

Good something?

[It's not gonna be like the chocobo race is it?]

...yeah. I think...I was here before. Not here, but...

[Lucy trailed off, something warm in her chest.]

It was nice.

[Pen smiled back at Lucy. That was...really probably the happiest thing she'd ever heard from the girl.]

What'd you see? Long neck, like a giraffe?

Yeah. And an elephant.

[The long-necked thing at Lucy's feet was not being so agreeable, squawking and reaching its neck up to try and reach the seed cup. She blinked at it, raising her non-lorikeet-bedecked arm. The bird just stared up at her over its long bill, affronted.]

...do herons even eat seeds?

[Or whatever the hell it was. An egret? Ibis??]

[Fucking ibis.]

I don't know. Honestly I don't know much about birds.

[Her own bird problems amplify when the macaw decides it wants more food and begins kneading at her shoulder with it's feet. Which, of course, smarts.]

ow! Okay, okay! Geez!

[picnic ruining fucks]

Stop that!

[Lucy snapped her head around when Pen shouted, a vector manifesting over her shoulder and starting to reach for the parrot when it...stopped.

She had a bit of a quandary here. On one hand, something was hurting someone she was starting to think of as a friend. On the other, she didn't want to hurt the bird.

Maybe just...pulling on its toes, to make it stop squeezing? The vector floated closer, carefully, and tugged on the macaw's feet to try and loosen its grip.]

[Okay. That was weird. But it does work. Pen blinks in surprise and goggles at the bird that's now sort of squawking. It flaps away in surprise, annoyed that it's perch is this way...]

That was cool? Thanks. I really didn't want bird claws tearing my shirt up.

[Or her skin obviously.]

[Lucy felt a little guilty at making the macaw fly off, but she was more relieved at Pen being okay. The lorikeets on her arms didn't seem bothered, chirping to themselves.]

...don't mention it.

[She did shoo the one pulling at her hair away finally, though. The others could stay.]

You want to go somewhere else?

[The birds seem to be giving them at least a bit of a wide berth, now. It's almost like animals can sense when things happen better than people.]

If you want.

[Lucy offered the seed cup to the inquisitive heron...ibis thing, who took a look, an experimental peck, and then turned up its nose. Beak. Lucy huffed at it under her breath.]

[fucking ibis]

Yeah, I think maybe so we don't have any more incidents.

[Or freak out a kid or something.]

Maybe reptiles next?

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