[Bro's parrot flies back to him first, looking like it's had its first good meal in ages.
Following the parrot's flight path back, not nearly far enough away to be safe himself, a young man, not quite sixteen, lowers a strange spyglass and stands there awkwardly for a moment, not saying anything. Finally, he salutes respectfully, even as his gaze drops as low as it can.]
no subject
Following the parrot's flight path back, not nearly far enough away to be safe himself, a young man, not quite sixteen, lowers a strange spyglass and stands there awkwardly for a moment, not saying anything. Finally, he salutes respectfully, even as his gaze drops as low as it can.]
Lieutenant-Commander.