Getting the acknowledgment of a Pocopoco wasn't hard.
However, you needed to endure its ramblings until it was satisfied.
If the person left the room, shouted at it, or even hurt it even once, the Pocopoco would deem that person unworthy of its allegiance.
So when the bird finally quieted down, Thirteen knew that he was halfway there in getting its acknowledgment.
'Finally, it's over,' Thirteen thought. 'The true negotiation starts now.'
The Pocopoco sighed before looking at the jug of water on the table.
"Can I have some water?" the Pocopoco asked. "I'm parched from all of that talking."
"Of course," Thirteen replied.
The boy took a wooden bowl from the cupboard and poured some water into it, allowing the Pocopoco to drink.
After sating its thirst, the bird said its thanks and proceeded to look at the boy with a solemn look on his face.
"How did you know?" the Pocopoco asked.
