[ He watches her walk in, predatory but reclined. When she speaks, he turns his hand. ]

A bird roughly the size of a small child, often killed for the particularly tender legmeat they might provide.

[ His head slowly changes tilt, from one side to the other. ]

You might want to figure that out, my dear girl. [ Only a short pause, but then he answers the obvious question. ] What wardens are supposed to do.