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Aww, phoey. Not this place again.

[looks over him in surprise]

I've never seen a talking duck before...

You've been here before?

Yeah, but I thought I was back at the castle... looks like that date with Daisy's gonna have to wait.

[frowns in sympathy]

That's very unfortunate.

...I hope I'm not offending you, but... I'm very curious. What are you? I've seen birds who spoke before, but they were actually transformed elves...

I'm a duck.

Well, yes... but as I said, I've never seen any kind of bird that wasn't originally more... humanoid... speaking before.

Well, now you have. I've always been like this.

But how? Were you born like that? Were you given the power of speech and a cognitive mind by magic? Experimentation? Or did- oh, I am so sorry, I'm being terribly rude.

[bows slightly, sighing]

This place just makes me incredibly curious. I haven't been able to study things and people like this in years.

It's normal in my world.

How very interesting. Do other animals speak as well in your world?

[studying him, but respecting personal space]

[a tiny portal flares open a few feet away, and he wriggles through it, crawling along on his stomach.]

Wak!

[tiny Roxas...does not compute]

What's the big idea?

[... this is not the kitchen.]

M'lookin' for the ice cream, chicken guy.

I'm not a chicken!

[short temper? Oh yessss]

That's 'cause you're a chicken guy.

[all the difference in the world, obviously. excuse Roxas for plucking a feather.]

H-hey! Watch it!

[there's a slight trace of amusement on his lips, and he plucks out another feather.]

You'd make a good stew, chicken guy.

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