He notices all right, and his feathers slick down closer to his skin, making him seem smoother and smaller as he raises his head on his neck so he could see farther. Classic wary pigeon body language. Julien's tone of voice changes, less relaxed and playful, more plain and serious.

"I'm not sure I'd be able to tell. Where I'm from the more danger you've faced the less human you look." That is a severe oversimplification. He's not getting into it just now. "I have no idea if this is the case here though, and if that means danger's still here. I did see a skeleton with a tail walking around, but it looked like it was minding its business. No one cared."

Around them people, some human-looking and some various stages of not, wander like tourists or work at jobs. "What're you looking for?"