I hold my hands up in defence, "Hey! Not my choice, Ferdinands!"
I notice the brids.
"CRAP!" I shout, hiding behind trilby.
"I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND I HATE FERDINAND!"
Ferdiand senses Lilah's pain.
Lets see if this helps...
She watches a posible future, where she grows old, and has a daughter.
Roland rubs his head, "Alright, hey! Brought you breakfast!" He shouts, handing her some fried fish, ham, and eggs.