Brightbill
[The seasons have changed, and Brightbill is now an adolescent goose. He walks through the tall grass, mimicking Roz as he takes slow steps and makes whirring noises with his mouth. Eventually, he stops, mimicking the sound of a machine braking with a hiss.]
Scanning. [looks from left to right robotically before he notices a squirrel eating some acorns, then starts making beeping sounds] Possible animal friend sighted. [crouches, mimicking a robotic whoosh as he does so, before moving his wings back and forth like a machine] Activating interspecies outreach protocol.
Brightbill
[Brightbill pokes his head out from the tall grass while making a robotic whirring sound. The squirrel looks round, confused by his unusual method of approach]
Hello! Bonjour! Hujambo! I am Gosling 0186, but you can call me Bright-
Brightbill
[The squirrel interrupts him with a scream, alarmed by Brightbill's behaviour before running in the opposite direction, leaving four of its acorns behind. Brightbill sighs glumly as Roz emerges from the grass next to him.]
I expected to have at least one friend by summer but they all just-
Roz
Scream and run?
Brightbill
[smiles back at her]
Yes!
Roz
I have experienced the same phenomenon.
Roz
[Roz puts a finger under her chin while she says this, thinking, and Brightbill does the same with his right wing. Fink then emerges from the trees.]
Fink?
Fink
[sarcastically]
Beats me. Nothing weird about you two.
Roz
Thank you.
