Jack was skipping on by until he caught sight of the guy. A man he had yet to meet. And he was talking to the little bitty birdies. Awww, how sweet of him.
Leaning over the other guy's shoulders, he eyed the birds.
"Stinky, aren't they? But it's okay. They're good little soldiers. You train 'em right and they'll fly anywhere you tell them to. Then you can tie explosives to them and detonate them from afar."
His smile was enormous, and he was in such a good mood that he hoped that this guy was quick to anger. They were always the most fun, the angry ones.