[color=00ff00][center][h1]Robert Philip Ball[/h1][/center][/color]
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Robert smiled at the girl, yes, she was a bit odd. The feathers showed that she wasn't human like himself. But his curiosity was stronger than his fear. The clothing, the shape and color of her eyes, and the lack of body fat made her appear child like to him. This fed the protective nature in him. 

Two thoughts danced in his mind but he dismissed the. The first was maybe she was the dangerous one and her bite wound was defensive in nature. The second was that she might have stolen the clothes she had and made them fit. In his mind that was preposterous. 

He looked at her offering her some bread and said, "Well, it is good that you are awake." He moved in the chair a bit. "I am guessing that we will need to figure out how this is going to go," He said calmly then continued, " Or if you even understand me." He paused watching here then said, "I'd like to see you healthy enough to travel before you leave the estate." 

He was wondering what she was up to but he did not want be pushy. She would tell her story if she wanted to and when she wanted to.