Breaking the Ice

I found an English-to-Penguin dictionary this weekend while I was cleaning up old boxes, so I went to the zoo to try it out. Like most miracles, it was awkward, full of details that kept tripping me up, and beautiful enough to be worth all the headaches.

( You know that thing you humans do? )

I wanted to bring up adaptive genetics or wingspan-to-mass ratios or something, but she splashed off before I could.