"Well, I was more worried about them attacking you," he points out. Fighter or not, and even if she happens to have superhuman skills, a fight breaking out between the animals and her would turn into a big mess. If neither of them got hurt, someone else getting in the way to stop it might— like Owen, for instance.

But the big birds do seem pretty happy and docile now. Owen gives them a few more treats until the bag is empty, then shrugs. "We can give it a try. Just don't make any sudden movements, and they should leave you alone." He gestures to a small cabin next to the enclosure. "The entry's through there. I'll open the door for you."