Flapjack shakes his head, and chirps a few times, conversationally, and Hunter nods as the bird pauses, bringing his wing up to his beak like he's scratching his chin, and then tweets again.

"...he says he remembers waking up, and meeting the person who carved him, but that was... a really long time ago," Hunter translates. "That... maybe being carved is what being hatched from an egg feels like."