[Even filthy punk kids can be good Samaritans sometimes!]
Oh! That's the town he was investigating in, right?
[She doesn't know it so much by name, only by what he was DOING there... which is a topic she's ENTIRELY wanting to avoid right now, after what had happened on that horrible weekend in November.]
That's still cool, you know, that you and the other guys are here. I love Gordon, that guy's a riot.
[For her part, Heather... TOTALLY judges based on appearance, at least when it comes to the police. She'd never exactly had a good relationship with the law, not here and not back home, either. But to say that Cooper had started to turn that on its head would be an understatement, so for the time being at least, Harry is several steps higher on the Mental Judgement Staircase in her head than he would have been without the association.]
[Which is why, rather than smirking and making some quip about how Wren 'takes after me', she instead grins sheepishly, reaching up to rub the back of her neck while still holding the Murkrow's beak shut, ignoring the muffled gobbling sounds of protest coming from the little black bird.]
Yeah, actually, not many people know about it... but crows are real smart. Like, smarter than parrots even. They can talk if you teach 'em.
... I didn't find out until she unexpectedly started singing dirty limericks in front of my dad... That was sort of awkward...
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Oh! That's the town he was investigating in, right?
[She doesn't know it so much by name, only by what he was DOING there... which is a topic she's ENTIRELY wanting to avoid right now, after what had happened on that horrible weekend in November.]
That's still cool, you know, that you and the other guys are here. I love Gordon, that guy's a riot.
[For her part, Heather... TOTALLY judges based on appearance, at least when it comes to the police. She'd never exactly had a good relationship with the law, not here and not back home, either. But to say that Cooper had started to turn that on its head would be an understatement, so for the time being at least, Harry is several steps higher on the Mental Judgement Staircase in her head than he would have been without the association.]
[Which is why, rather than smirking and making some quip about how Wren 'takes after me', she instead grins sheepishly, reaching up to rub the back of her neck while still holding the Murkrow's beak shut, ignoring the muffled gobbling sounds of protest coming from the little black bird.]
Yeah, actually, not many people know about it... but crows are real smart. Like, smarter than parrots even. They can talk if you teach 'em.
... I didn't find out until she unexpectedly started singing dirty limericks in front of my dad... That was sort of awkward...