[The bird's sudden appearance makes him jerk, eyes widening, and he tries to recompose his cool, or whatever it was, drumming his hands against his sides]
That's a... big... bird.
[And then registers what she said] We? Oh, uh. Right. We should. Go to our--
no subject
That's a... big... bird.
[And then registers what she said] We? Oh, uh. Right. We should. Go to our--
... rooms. [He trails off weakly]