Especially not mystically occurring, possibly infected pigeon pecks.

But by the time Elli had asked, Wayne had already methodically unbuttoned one of his buttons to loosen it, followed by unbuttoning the cuffs, and then he pulled it over his head, exposing him to that chilly blast of air that seemed inevitable no matter how warm a clinic room was kept.

There were somehow more pecks on his pecs.

That's how bad he failed at pigeons.