Malcolm Bright

"I'm used to it and you hate seeing your family," he argued gently. It warmed his chest though, that Malcolm already considered this place home, instead of his New York apartment.

"I mean, if that's what you want, that's what we'll do but I don't know shit about takin' care of birds. And you love that bird." He'd hate to fuck up and lose her or worse and be the murderer of Malcolm's best friend.