...that just happened. If he hadn't seen it for himself he wouldn't have believed it. The Palai are bustling about, cleaning up but he's still craning his neck to see that bird. He hadn't even known there were birds here.

He comes around the side of the stall, setting aside his knife, and offers a towel. "Here." The bird has retreated to a nearby roof to dine. Upon staring at it, he realizes the feathered thing is actually a construct. "...that was the strangest thing. Sorry about that." He could try to make something from the ingredients around but that would end badly for everyone.