[He nods vigorously. He can understand Cielo perfectly, even with the accent. Actually, the accent is kind of cool, he thinks. It's not something you hear around Washington state a lot.]
[Now how to tell him his name in return...oooo idea! He flaps over to one of the bunches of grapes and begins pulling individual grapes off with his feet and nudging them onto the floor. Once there are quite a few down there, he drops down and starts arranging them on the floor with his feet.]
[It's a very slow process, but eventually he manages to spell out "John" and gives a very satisfied squeak. Quite ingenious, if he does say so himself.]
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[Now how to tell him his name in return...oooo idea! He flaps over to one of the bunches of grapes and begins pulling individual grapes off with his feet and nudging them onto the floor. Once there are quite a few down there, he drops down and starts arranging them on the floor with his feet.]
[It's a very slow process, but eventually he manages to spell out "John" and gives a very satisfied squeak. Quite ingenious, if he does say so himself.]