[Beatrice hops onto Wirt's head and touches his forehead with her wing which... doesn't tell her anything. Wings are not as good as hands for getting an idea of temperature. She huffs in annoyance and looks up at Alex.]
Yes, I don't think you did anything to him. Can you carry him?
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Yes, I don't think you did anything to him. Can you carry him?
[She can't. She can't do anything useful.]