[Jack heaves a relived, though still tired, sigh.]

I'm glad I'm not alone. I was afraid I was going crazy there for a little while.

[Jack looks over his shoulder again at the mention of the bird.]

Yup. Edgar's great company! Aren't you, boy?

[The Murkrow flail-flutters over to her trainer's shoulder and cranes her neck to peer down at the screen with a loud "Kroooowh!".]

I think that means hello.