Nam would argue that he's now only half feral at best! He'll never be truly domesticated, but it seems that his days of being fully feral are long since gone.

"I've been known to aimlessly wander and enjoy it." It's perhaps not aimless wandering in the way the phoenix may mean, but it still in just that in the strictest meaning of the idea. He gives himself boundaries, distances he won't often travel outside of. He wanders within those limits, but can it really still be called that at that point? Even still, aimless wandering inside of a home seems perfect for him.

"Someone needs to watch over my home. Who'd do it in my absence? A lowly pigeon?" He cants his head ever so slightly to one side and raises a single brow. He can't help but laugh quietly, then, at the bird's huff as he takes holds of the offered arm. Despite how things might often appear between them to onlookers, he'd also like others to know that he's the phoenix's companion for the evening.

The phoenix is the only one permitted to posses him.