Though she had listened to his story carefully, her eyebrows had still raised in what could only be called disbelief as she pulled the chick closer to her, almost protectively. "Abandoned..."

Which meant she would have to be that much more efficient in her care, not that the little being seemed to mind at all with the way she had begun to butt her feathered head into the melodist's stomach, as if trying to cuddle closer but essentially failing when she nearly falls out of her hold in the process.

In turn the girl lifted her up yet again, nuzzling her gently with a thoughtful hum. "I'll need a few moments, I've never had to name something I knew I would keep."

... Stuffed dolls and monsters aside. "You've had her all this time, don't you have any suggestions?"