Crossing the distance to pick up the parcels, she considered her feathery friend's phrasing. As she snagged the office's takeaway with one hand, she concluded with a lighter tone than before, almost teasing, “I'm willing to bet you know a thing or two about curses.”
Poking Merula for hidden knowledge, whether about himself or the esoteric things he knew in general was never wasted time, even when he started getting cryptic. That was part of the fun, really.