Nicholas has been walking for far too long. Most of the day, really. There has been little shade, too, and even with the hat he's scavenged he's not sure he'll manage without having gotten sunburn in the process.

So he doesn't actually notice her until the noise and the squeak, and then his eyes widen and he stumbles across the sand to get closer, eyes wide with worry more than ...noticing the feathers.

"Hey, hey, easy! Didja hurt yourself?" He skids to a halt close enough, but on his knees, the sand too soft to support him easily while upright.