As long as he doesn't develop an appetite for the fingers of little photographers...

[As reassuring as ever. Maybe he's going soft, though, or maybe it's because he's unused to people being anything other than frightened of both him and Taka, but he doesn't mind that she wants to feed the hawk. So he offers her a scrap of meat to give to the bird.]

Hold the food in the middle of your palm face-up, and keep very still. Taka will take it from you with no fuss.