Chicken you out

It had been about a week since the raid, the chickens had been kept in a temporary quarantine pen adjacent to the airlock pen that would hopefully eventually become their home. With his bungalow right by it, he had been keeping half an eye on the birds himself. After Sid's check up, he gestured for the girl to join him as he slipped into the pen. There was a sour smell in the air and a few of the chickens seemed to be foaming at the beak. Others sounded like they were snickering and had occasional bubbles coming out of their nostrils. and those that seemed to escape the prior two infections seemed to have black, pus-filled sores on the bottoms of their feet, no doubt bought on by the wet weather of Auster.

Sakana sighed and gestured for his monkey to grab one of the birds. There were 10 in all, and the rooster was still housed separately for now. He wasn't looking forward to checking that one out. “Wanna help me with this lot? Bit different from our usual patients but practice is practice.” He asked the pastel coated girl. Of course he would understand if her answer was no. This lot were in a bad way indeed and their condition clearly preceded their arrival here. Some of the birds were barely hanging on.

“Speech”