[Scramble has fled to the spoiling embrace of Shinji in the meantime, while Akechi minds the other birds. Which is just pecking at his pant leg until he drops into a crouch to scoop her up and scatter the rest of the feed in his hand to the other hens.
Both Shinji and Scramble look at Akechi like they're not sure what he's doing for a good solid second, when he tries to get her attention back. The chicken cranes her head towards the food... then settles back into the crook of Shinji's elbow, fluffing herself up imperiously. Shinji rolls his eyes.]
Who's got the energy to be this dramatic in the morning...
[He straightens up and just plain crosses the few feet to where Akechi is, nudging Scramble as he gets there.]
Eat, it'll make him feel better.
[Sorry, Akechi... but at least now Scramble cranes over to peck at the food in his palm. Semi-victory.]
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Both Shinji and Scramble look at Akechi like they're not sure what he's doing for a good solid second, when he tries to get her attention back. The chicken cranes her head towards the food... then settles back into the crook of Shinji's elbow, fluffing herself up imperiously. Shinji rolls his eyes.]
Who's got the energy to be this dramatic in the morning...
[He straightens up and just plain crosses the few feet to where Akechi is, nudging Scramble as he gets there.]
Eat, it'll make him feel better.
[Sorry, Akechi... but at least now Scramble cranes over to peck at the food in his palm. Semi-victory.]