Fantine beams. "I taught him. It took great care and patience--and bribery. He likes crumbs from sweet buns! And he likes to be petted, though not held close." She reaches out to stroke his wing with a finger. "But now he stays near me, though he gets curious about others--"

She laughs, as the bird hops over to Bahorel, and gives an inquisitive chirp.