[ When the crow approaches to grab the worm, she does sneak in a little finger rub on his head, using the smoother parts of her clawed-gloves. It's so brief, Marlow might even be convinced he imagined it. ]
Rosaria.
[ She's not sure why she's offering her name in return except outside of a misguided feeling of kinship with the bird. She's just glad no one else is around to bear witness to this, otherwise she'd actually feel somewhat mortified by her own rare display of affection, as minute as it is.
Her body straightens up to its full height a moment later, bones popping from disuse before she glances around the field. ]
What else is there of note to explore beyond Greenwood yards? You must have mapped a decent portion of the city by now, assuming you're an adult-sized crow.
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Rosaria.
[ She's not sure why she's offering her name in return except outside of a misguided feeling of kinship with the bird. She's just glad no one else is around to bear witness to this, otherwise she'd actually feel somewhat mortified by her own rare display of affection, as minute as it is.
Her body straightens up to its full height a moment later, bones popping from disuse before she glances around the field. ]
What else is there of note to explore beyond Greenwood yards? You must have mapped a decent portion of the city by now, assuming you're an adult-sized crow.