Continue to feed them, and you'll only encourage them more, you know. Sooner or later, they might even eat out of your hand. [ As to whether he meant only the birds, well. Who could say? ]

[ As his supply of crackers dwindled, Ironeye found a resting spot against the railing beside him, seemingly content to watch the Forsaken feed his little coterie of seabirds. Yet in the drift of his thoughts: ]

These Lost that you mentioned before... you know them on sight? Whether they are Lost, or otherwise?