"The bird just tried to peck my eyes out, and you wish for me to simply lay a hand on it?" he raised an eyebrow. "It was trying to kill me, Vincent!"
His voice was rushed, yet quiet. But with much reluctance, Dolemeck walked over to the peacock and gently placed his hand on the side of the bird, his head turned away in fear of it.
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