[ Why, Blackquill is the friendliest death row inmate you ever did see. He looks up from his book, smirking. ]

I've heard no word of warning, though such guidance would hardly undesirable.

[ Any admirer of Taka's is a friend of his, of course. Blackquill nods up at Taka, giving her permission to fly over and land on Trucy's hat. ]

Her name is Taka. I'm sure she is flattered to hear such fine words of praise from such a smart lass. If you'd like to have a closer look, you are free to.