[It takes John longer to recognize the little bastard. One of them American child soldiers-- superheroes, sidekicks, whatever.]
You're one of them birds. [He points like an old man, older than the skin he wears.] You lot all look like a swarm of poofs in that getup, but I shan't judge, now.
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You're one of them birds. [He points like an old man, older than the skin he wears.] You lot all look like a swarm of poofs in that getup, but I shan't judge, now.