Please, you are my servant, do as I say and bring the noms directly to my mouf.
Aw baby, what are you? I mean, I'll keep feeding you anyway, but I'd love to know what I'm feeding.
This dude is so little he has to be fed with a tiny dropper. Squeeeee!
You can reach it, just a little further!
With a face that cute (and a caw that loud, to be honest...), how could I ever refuse such a raven request?