That could be difficult! Julien's biggest feathers are three or four feet long. Some are prehensile, somehow. His body is confusing.

"The Enterprise? Really?" Julien stares at the ensign, but since it's not looking like a joke he shifts on his clawed feet and moves on. He can worry about it later. "My friend here is from Moors-" wherever that is"-and I'm from Locke. Locke City, New Jersey. Um... in the United States of America." The city of Locke exists only in his home universe, not that he'd have any way of knowing that.