"How do we know its not planning something?"

"Because it's a robot and I made it and besides birds don't plan things."

"Lots of birdies do!"

"Do any birdies that you don't control do it?"

"Crows, to name one."

"Well, okay, but this isn't a crow, it's like a sparrow or something."

"Sparrows are not made of metal!"

"Stop being a sook, Moira, I think it's cute." Martin floats close as he can get to wiggle his finger the robo-bird's face and coo.

Sadde makes the forcefield disappear.

Of course, he's still surrounded by a cube.

Maurice shrugs, and the cube disintegrates. 

He offers the robo-bird up to Maurice. It chirps.

Maurice conjures up a technicolour looking parrot in exchange. 

Sadde giggles and pets the parrot.

Being made out of air, it no doubt feels rather odd.

It does! Sadde's robo-bird feels just like a robo-bird, though.

"I never got why I can't make Maurice's things dance and stuff."

"Because they're too cool for that!" says the Parrot in the kind of voice you'd expect.

"Maurice said his things are just air he controls, so they're not really there."

"Yeah, but they're still discrete things made out of matter. I can make liquids and gasses do things."

"Maybe his power doesn't let you."

He shrugs. "Probably. Powers can be weird like that."

"He said he has to tell his power when he wants his things to obey the laws of physics, so it's probably, like, actively doing things."

Moira glares at the robo-bird. "I'm watching you."

Chirp!

"It mocks the noble tongue of bird!"