Amazing really. They'll be back, Julien knows, until a butterfly or the shadow of a cloud takes their fancy instead. He's too used to making friends he leaves behind soon after to really mind.

Julien powers on through his moment of hesitation at the living wood hand and shakes it, curious about the texture and if it has any give. A couple new eyes appear on his hand as he does, getting a closer look at it. This body, his human body, does look mostly human. Blue birdlike eyes come and go on it, his normal, regular eyes are a silvery blue, and his hair is blue primitive feathers, like on an emu. That's about it. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Joker! Yeah, I've heard your name. I'm in wardrobe and makeup, so I'm supposed to keep an eye on what the performance wing's doing. Circumstances have kinda prevented that, but hey, there's time to make up for it."