Bad things made me but that don't mean I'm bad for them

The boy freaked out and Sam stayed silent while he freaked. He figured he was likely to run and Sam would be alone once more. He waited. Then the bird seemed to act and he lifted a brow. It spoke and he was fascinated. Sure his sister's bird spoke but this one wasn't some dove. He eyed the kookabura studiously.

His ears pressed forward and he waited. "Fascinating.... you speak.... but of course your still a little far north for a kookabura this time of year..... but no your friend is right sir, no one around here is going to harm you." he would figure out things from the bird in a moment but first he should probably help calm this male. He stretched forward and relaxed until he was laying with his back legs to one side and his front legs tucked under his chest. It would take far too long for him to get up from this position so perhaps the male would relax a little. "He may need some lavender if there's any about. It helped settle me down after my father outcast me so perhaps it could aid him." he was no healer but he had picked up a couple things when he could. He eyed the male with a calm and almost emotionless face. He didn't need to have this guy freaking on him any more than he already was.