[The bird doesn't seem perturbed by the fact that Absinthe seems to understand it! Dream logic, indeed. It looks at the intestine curiously, stepping closer to take it into its beak. It doesn't know what hunger is, and for the bird this is essentially the same as a toddler eating playdoh because it's fun-coloured, but hey! If Absinthe wants to share, it's not going to refuse. The bird raises a clawed foot to snip off the intestine from the rest of the inhards, and then takes it into the foot, slicing off bits with its beak and swallowing them down, almost delicately.

For someone so gentle, Levity's bird sure has a lot of sharp deadly edges.]