The bespectacled inmate sits on his prison cot, head tilted up as he fed Bird in his usual unorthodox method.

Bird pecked carefully at the chewed up worm paste Gary offered from his mouth, eating his fill before alerting his inmate companion that someone was coming from down the hall and hopping back onto his shoulder. Both would look over curiously towards the cell bars.

"...?" Gary cocks a brow looking up at you.