"Ah, yes. She's operating under 'be quiet when my person is hunting, but demand acknowledgement when I see other people'," Eddie nods sagely. "Chicken logic."

He hides his smile as the two of them show affection for each other. It's very cute, but he won't draw attention to it just yet.

"Oh, that's good news! If winter taught us anything, it's that there's no such thing as too many hands in food production." The question has Eddie looking thoughtful, and then he says, "I have plenty of male chicks still... when it comes to handling a princess like Co, you'll want someone who can stand his ground but won't, like, try to beat her up. Frank has a temper, so... I'd suggest either Art or Chuck."

Eddie leads the way toward the chicken coop, and the other young chickens milling about the yard. After studying the group, he spots the two boys he's looking for and scoops them up, one each to an arm.

"And of course, you can rename them as you see fit, once we figure out who Co will get along with."