Vexing. But Sháńdíín is adaptable. And he knows precisely what they are speaking of now.
A shame they cannot have a bird's wings to see things as he does. But he is also generous, and willing to lend himself to this endeavor. He bursts from the trees in a flurry of speckled wings, soaring wide over the still water.
He ignores the other bird lounging in the trees. Typical blue jay.