Is that what that kind of bird is called? I've never seen one that looks exactly like that. A blue jay...

[He smiles back up at it, then raises his camera once more to really, really take his time, play with the focus and lighting settings, line up the perfect shot--there. That one's the keeper. Prompto smiles down at that, too, waves at the bird, then turns to the witch once more.]

Aw, man, I didn't mean to be rude. I'm Prompto. What's your name?