Michael knew a thing or two about pets, or companions. He had an entire flock of his own, mainly consisting of the rats that he loved just as much as his own children. However, that flock did include the moths that Trevor seemed so fond of, even if the bobcat would never understand his husband's like for them. Either way, Michael had a certain affinity for smaller companion animals – or even larger ones, even though Kal still scared the shit out of him sometimes. It was because of this affinity that the dealer found himself fascinated, having spotted the tiny violet bird that seemed to be cheerfully interacting with Magnolia. He decided to redirect his walk on the beach for the moment, making his way over with his little stub of a tail twitching behind him. He waved a paw up at Magnis, a smile on his muzzle, "I see you've got yourself a little friend there, Magnis. It your pet, or just a visitor?" Michael wasn't sure he'd be able to stand it if any of his little rat companions were just visitors – he enjoyed their constant chattering presence throughout his home far too much.

Michael didn't really know much about many species of birds, truthfully. He only really knew that some of them sang rather pretty tunes, and that feeding them bread was actually pretty bad for them. Beyond that, the scope of his knowledge was pretty much none. So, he silently filed away the fact that Magnis's little visitor was a violet sabrewing, as overly impressive as that sounded for such a tiny bird. Curiously, the darkly colored bobcat held out one of his paws, wondering if the avian would dare to come and land on him. Probably not, since he didn't seem to have the natural aptitude that Magnolia did for this. Either way, he waited patiently as he muttered to the other, "I guess... I guess you could say he's a frequent flyer around your place, eh?" Despite the shit eating grin that came to his muzzle after that, the dealer knew he had just made an absolutely terrible joke. He truly was a dad now.