Navi took Turbo back and giggled. "He's making a 'pleh' face, the kind you make when you eat gross food? Good to know your feathers are ucky." She giggled and shoved Turbo down her shirt, like she usually did when she wanted her hands free. Checking his wing, she smiled. "Everything's there! I wouldn't have wanted him to gnaw on a feather that's still attached at the quick. That hurts."