If someone had told Simon a few years ago that there would be bird hybrids in the military, he would’ve laughed. But yet here he was, sharing a room with a bird hybrid, who was on loan from the Avian Taskforce.

“…what kind of bird even are you?” He asked, interrupting the long silence that had occurred since you entered the room. He was half-watching you preen your feathers meticulously, and half-reading through your file.