[On this side of things Freddy's trying to process the meaning of that because really one can then construe the fact that if both Larry and the bird belong to Freddy then that puts the bird on par with Larry himself because no one's yet said that by virtue of belonging to Freddy the bird then belongs to Larry. Just saying. For now though the kid just watches this interaction intensely, seeing as how the bird is stretching its neck out towards the old man.]
...Uh....
[If it draws blood it's gonna have to go, even an enthusiastic Newendyke understands this. That big giant bill opens slowly to draw out the suspense. E-e-e-e-ee-e-ee-e-e-e. It almost sounds like alien morse code. Then without another click the bird turns around to stick its tail feathers up at Lawrence Dimick, before pulling some horror movieish turn of its head to lay that weapon across its own back. Right, Freddy looks at Larry.]
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...Uh....
[If it draws blood it's gonna have to go, even an enthusiastic Newendyke understands this. That big giant bill opens slowly to draw out the suspense. E-e-e-e-ee-e-ee-e-e-e. It almost sounds like alien morse code. Then without another click the bird turns around to stick its tail feathers up at Lawrence Dimick, before pulling some horror movieish turn of its head to lay that weapon across its own back. Right, Freddy looks at Larry.]
Naw, that's good.