[ Ducky, meanwhile, is still reaching, still snuffling in a way Peter didn't realize bird-things like him could. It's a struggle, keeping the guy from completely bowling him over and reaching for the pile of fruits, but Peter manages to grab one. He uses it to capture Ducky's attention, not unlike a dog when its own grabs a ball, and Peter tosses the fruit a better distance away, this time. ]
Go get it.
[ And Ducky, obligingly, gives chase, unfolding itself and running after it in a way that reminds Peter of ostriches back on Earth. It gives Peter the opportunity to scoop up the remaining pile and relocate it a little ways away from their camp.
That done, he sits back down, wiping off his hands. ]
On the bright side, it's only that one that's messing with us. Imagine if it was the whole flock.
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Go get it.
[ And Ducky, obligingly, gives chase, unfolding itself and running after it in a way that reminds Peter of ostriches back on Earth. It gives Peter the opportunity to scoop up the remaining pile and relocate it a little ways away from their camp.
That done, he sits back down, wiping off his hands. ]
On the bright side, it's only that one that's messing with us. Imagine if it was the whole flock.