[The phrasing wouldn't normally stick out to Sagi more than the entire fantastical idea - but with his own familiar sitting right there, bodily blocking him off from this stranger who seems perfectly at ease with this whole world-transplant business, it's hard not to make a few mental associations. Imagine being created!
Despite keeping that thought to himself for once, he can't help his amiable smile faltering slightly, nor his brow furrowing a little when he sees the bird looking back at him.]
Is it some kind of machina? It just looks like a bird.
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[The phrasing wouldn't normally stick out to Sagi more than the entire fantastical idea - but with his own familiar sitting right there, bodily blocking him off from this stranger who seems perfectly at ease with this whole world-transplant business, it's hard not to make a few mental associations. Imagine being created!
Despite keeping that thought to himself for once, he can't help his amiable smile faltering slightly, nor his brow furrowing a little when he sees the bird looking back at him.]
Is it some kind of machina? It just looks like a bird.
[He has to observe something out loud.]