I see your point.

[He certainly feel one, and he can't blame people for feeling the other.]

You can say sat-zat aken-again. For bos sings.

Frau SQ deserved mush-much better zan dyink-dying for her.

Ant I sushpected-suspected her from ze start!

[He slams a foot down to punctuate the statement.]

Not for murter-murder, but somesing! I expectet a botty-bodyguard or skilled fighter, not-not-vhatever ze Hell zat vas!

[The parrot groans before nearly slamming his head against the table, thinking better of it centimeters before contact could be made.]