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[ Marcoh shuffles his feet. He pauses to tilt his head back up to look at the sky. Embarrassment floods him as he says casually: ]
I can communicate with birds.
[ Well, maybe it is certain birds? The only birds he spoke to in Prehevil were crows, after all. He grimaces and corrects hismelf: ]
Crows. I can talk to crows.