[ his head pops up, as she mentions jingling. He'll delightfully change the subject, half out of embarrassment and--well, because he absolutely wants to find two more of these creatures for his companion.
...she's right, it's the same sort of tinkling, wooden-bell noise coming from some a tree. He's squinting and looking around...
....
eyes catching a glance on a flower that seems to be... sticking out of the side of a tree??
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...she's right, it's the same sort of tinkling, wooden-bell noise coming from some a tree. He's squinting and looking around...
....
eyes catching a glance on a flower that seems to be... sticking out of the side of a tree??
He points at it. ]
...That seems out of place.