[ Well isn't this guy a peach? Her eyes narrow as he volleys hit after hit at her, painting her like she's some kind of naive child. The world can be a cruel, heartless place, but she isn't going to feed into that narrative. ]

How about, "Leave them alone unless they try to attack you"? Because, in case you haven't noticed, that one and all the other ones around here haven't done anything except for perch and screech. For all we know, that overeager spear arm of yours might provoke them to frenzy.

[ Exhaling sharply through her nose, she levels a piercing glare in his direction. ]

And as much as I'd like to help this one here or slug you in the jaw right now, I'm not exactly equipped for either. Why? Would you lob a stick at me too if I showed them some compassion?