[Mental telepathy is something Merlin is used to, although not something he particularly enjoys. Still, it's nice to know they can communicate like this. Still holding the pigeon carefully, he settles onto the floor, tucked away against the wall where (hopefully) no one will see him.]

It's not the first time I've seen someone transform into an animal-- though it's the first I've seen it done non-painfully. You are all right, aren't you? What sort of bird are you? I don' think I've ever seen something like this before.

[The fingers of his free hand find the back of her head; gently he pets her, still beaming.]