Most nights, Rocky likes to spend some time in Thomas's pants, chipping up 2X4 slices.
In the comments, Beloved Parrot had asked how the other parrots were taking Brian's demise. They don't seem to be affected at all. Last Friday, before I buried him, I took his body around to show everyone, so they could see him. Stella did a double take, Max and Rocky just stared at him, and everyone else (Basil and the caiques) seemed oblivious to what was going on.
When he was alive, no one ever really seemed to consider him part of their flock. He didn't call back and forth with anyone, and we were so careful not to allow any sort of physical interaction (until, of course, the fatal accident.) For them, life is back to normal. The humans in the house are not yet to that point.
At the rescue where I volunteer, the budgies are in a flight cage. None are tame. Yesterday, I was watching the budgies play and enjoying their antics. Several came up to the front of the cage, intrigued by my presence. I hope they find good homes.