[He makes no reaction to that comment, though inwardly he does not like the implication of being a source of comfort to a bird.]
You are welcome to look.
[At long last, the owl seems to have decided it needs to perch elsewhere, and it spreads its wings to flutter back down to the backyard. This leads to Albert having to brace himself a little so he doesn't fall off of roof with the sudden gusts. The owl turns its head to look at them before picking at its feathers.]
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You are welcome to look.
[At long last, the owl seems to have decided it needs to perch elsewhere, and it spreads its wings to flutter back down to the backyard. This leads to Albert having to brace himself a little so he doesn't fall off of roof with the sudden gusts. The owl turns its head to look at them before picking at its feathers.]