[It's a little weird when she sees Alvin honestly. Leia's first instinct is to retort back with an easy joke or angry huff, but her gut feeling is still to feel uncomfortable. For half a second she even thinks about how she might be entirely alone here with Alvin—no, she's not going to do that. She might still be uncomfortable, but she got everything she needed to say off her chest that day. It's supposed to be progressing forward from here.

Right. So she puffs her cheeks and gives one more glare to the bird for good measure before looking back at Alvin.]

I'm sure there's plenty of people who wouldn't mind giving a piece of bread to a bird! [Herself included... when she's not getting her own food stolen anyways...] It doesn't change the fact that he's stealing my groceries.