Alejandro holds out his palm and Archibald scampers into it.
They converse in a series of squeaks.
Al: Ok, can you wriggle in that gap and see what's beyond?
Arch: Sure, no problem. Er. That owl's gone now, right?
Al: Uppity McOwlerson? Yep. Don't worry, he wouldn't hurt you.
Arch: Well you...