"Finch, why do you sit on my window? You come here every day! Do you come because you're hungry? You see my tray filled with food! Are you thirsty? You see my bottle is always full! Why do you torture yourself? It must be hard for you to survive on the measly scraps, and the puddles from which you drink! I feel so sorry for you!"
"Life can be tough at times, Canary, but that's the way life is! I do eat whatever I come across, from seeds, berries, insects, to name but a few. I do drink from puddles, wherever I find them! I'm really not that bothered, as long as I satisfy my needs!"
"Then why do you come here, Finch?"
"I come to remind myself, there are others less fortunate than I am!"