[Wow, a duck blush? He's never seen that before. The cowlick is pretty distinct, too. He wonders if those of her species stay in groups, or if she's a more solitary type of bird.
Still sitting on the sand, Vyng folds his lanky legs beneath himself and regards her with a curious expression.]
Quack quack quack. Quack quack? Quack? (You must be tired. Would you like some food? Rest?)
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Still sitting on the sand, Vyng folds his lanky legs beneath himself and regards her with a curious expression.]
Quack quack quack. Quack quack? Quack? (You must be tired. Would you like some food? Rest?)