[Janine would really quite rather not fight - she's big, but her skin isn't any thicker than the webbing between a human's thumb and forefinger. Still, her beak is worth respecting.]

:Flying takes a lot of learning. Maybe she hasn't done it for long enough.:

[Reaching back to the table, Janine takes an apple and crushes it before swallowing, keeping an eye on Peter all the while. Juice shows at the corners of her beak.]

:Not really. We're kind of the older cousins of birds. Bigger, not so feathery. How about you?: