[Well, now that it's established(?) that Absinthe = friend, the bird doesn't seem bothered by him going back to his organ looting! It tilts its head into the stroking, although it probably becomes a little hard to do because once again the robofeathers on its head rise in appreciation, much like they would on a real bird. There is a touch of curiousity as it watches Absinthe's hand, though, and the slightest hint of anxiety. But for the most part, it trusts him!]