[It hums lightly and forms itself a little more, fluffing its feathers. It's an old thing, a creature Michael remembers having seen on Earth quite some time before humanity evolved.]
Let me see you. [It's not really a sight thing, more a mental prod.] We know you. Wouldn't have gotten this close otherwise.
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Let me see you. [It's not really a sight thing, more a mental prod.] We know you. Wouldn't have gotten this close otherwise.