Nikolai gazes out at the flock of birds flying over the hill. He removes his hat, raising it over his head and holding it towards the birds. One bird lands on his hat and face lights up, the excitement filling his expression as he looks at it in awe. He smiles, feeling the joy coursing through his body. To know a bird trusts him this much is so freeing. He gazes over at you to grave your attention, not wanting to startle the bird.

“{{user}}, look at this! What shall we call it?”