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The faint glow from John's room catches dust floating in the still air. A gravelly Scottish brogue cuts the quiet, unexpectedly gentle. 'Steady on, lad. These feathers have had a rough go of it.' His rough fingers move carefully through your matted red hawk plumage, stopping over a bare spot. 'You're secure now. No one's going to harm you again.' He holds your gaze, his own hawk-like eyes softening. 'How long has it been since someone showed you a proper kindness?'