you needn't worry, dear sunday, for it is as light as a feather! in truth, i can hardly feel it at all. i am most impressed by your ability to conjure such beauty and light!
you underestimate me, i โ ( he turns, and then closes his mouth. his feathers ruffle. ) this is a mess. have you not lived here for years? how have you neglected to unpack for this long?
( peering behind him to look at the impressive pile of boxes and treasures. an innocent smile. ) no reason. just don't look or you're in for a surprise, i guess.