Birdy’s flight is still improving but his wing gets tired quickly and he doesn’t have the lift to get to some places yet. He’s learned that he can come over to me to ask for a lift.
Up to perch? Sure, I can put you up there.
You want help up the stairs? Okay, step up.
You want to get from point A to point B on the floor? All right, come h–
Why are you waiting for me? Your legs are fine. Are you seriously trying to exploit a lift so you don’t have to walk a short distance? Don’t pretend, I saw you hopping around the floor like an excited loon earlier, running all over the place to find new things to chew on. Don’t lie to me, lazy bird.