He is a little worried about his feathers, but not too badly. Since coming here and turning into a rock piloting a robot version of his body, or whatever happened, they seem to rebound from stains and minor damage more than they used to, without needing as much fuss. Still, it's good to have them admired.

"You're so kind, Madhuri! My name is Julien and now I'll have to bring something tasty too." He turns his head so that both big blue eyes are visible, and winks. "Maybe cucumber sandwiches, or buns. Gotta preference?"

It's been a long time since he was at a tea party and, realizing that, he misses them.