[Narvin is a magpie. Non-animals hear a raucous cawing like
this, with hopping and wing-flapping. Although Kay's name comes through pretty clearly, being an easy sound for a crow-like bird with a knack for imitation to make.]
Bad enough being turned human on a regular basis, but this is simply absurd! One primitive species is, apparently, not enough for the Admiral.
And if any of you can talk to the primates, tell Sergeant Howie and Miss Maximoff not to bother trying to open Kay's cabin; they'll never get in. I'll deal with it myself. [He hopes that with a bit more imitation practice, he'll be able to trigger the voice-activated lock and peck at the door code to get in and out. Or he'll just start pecking out and moving around wires. One way or another he's determined to be able to come and go self-sufficiently. Or possibly electrocute himself in the process.]
[Spam welcome (although I may be slow). As a magpie, Narvin will be very interested in all your shiny things. (Particularly shiny high-tech weapons.) He also might attack smaller birds, larger birds, mammals such as cats, dogs, foxes, wolves...anything with fur...and generally be a noisy pest with a Napoleon Complex.]