[color=00aeef][b]"Yeah, I know 'em. The little brown ones with the orange bellies, right?"[/b][/color] he said, pretty sure that's what Ma called them before. Or maybe those were robins. He never really cared to memorize birds, not like they weren't trying to steal whatever they could off the floor anyways. Tearing his mind from thoughts of birds trying to eat his hard-earned loaf of bread, he says: [color=00aeef][b]"Name's Atticus. Last name's Haywood. Nice to meet ya Megan."[/b][/color]with a slight smile on his face. [color=00aeef][b]"Oh yeah, are you alright? Didn't hurt nothin' when you bumped into me?"[/b][/color] he asked with a genuine bit of concern.