Torin's fussing over the dinosaur he's holding, shushing it and giving it a small bop on the nose like he might do to an unruly child when it tries to bite him on the thumb. "Ah, forgive me if it was a strange question--I've seen a lot of people keeping pets they shouldn't. And dinosaurs this size might make a few people get ideas in that regard."

He laughs. "They're not really new. Just returned after a very long time. He's examining the dinosaur he's holding again. "Though where are your feathers...?"