He made sure he wouldn’t fall off the book when Joshua sat up, quieting when he was hushed. He did wonder what he meant though.
“Míngqin?”, he repeated, curious. He had no idea what it might mean, but he was curious.

He perked up when he heard he was getting a mouse, or a chicken. A chicken was big -if he remembered right what the animals were called- and he was sure he would have trouble with it if he was faced with one, since he couldn’t fly.