Iskierka, in turn, adores Kaworu.

It used to be a subtle thing, before the last note--a preference for settling on his bunk, when she rested in his room with Paul; a little preening when his hair was in reach. Now she's awake and able to take care of him as he deserves, which includes a wake-up call when he's been in bed far too long.

She ducks the swat, putting her beak right by his ear and warbling directly into it. Get up!!