Now that he's been addressed, Flapjack decides it's okay to hop closer with a happy little trill (though...probably not so little to the tiny witches). He doesn't quite understand why they didn't realize who he is sooner, but they do now, and that is all that matters.

He sets his not-little talon on the edge of the patch as if to confirm that, yes, this is Hunter's. Yes, he is Flapjack. Bending, he gets the patch in his beak and lifts. Look! He can get little tiny people out of the silly little town, too!