Kaito wiggled slightly and slid closer then scooted out back wards.
“Sorry about that. This is Keena.” The slightly small rose dove clung to Kaito’s shoulder and nibbled at his bangs. Kaito quickly moved her from his shoulder to his hand and offered her a chance to meet the detective.
It took four seconds for Hakuba to recover from his deer in headlights stare once the bird was in front of him. He blinked again, then looked down at her, realization dawning. “O-Oh! Oh! A bird! That explains it. Yes, all right, all right…”
Hakuba laughed at himself, bringing a hand up- slowly, carefully -to first brush his own hair from his face, then offered it to her, perfectly positioned for her to change perches if she wished.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Keena,” he said, smile immediately fond as he looked her over, memorizing her features. Then, he glanced quickly up at Kaito. “God, she’s beautiful. Is it all right if I ask her to step up? Does she know that command?”