I wouldn't call him tame but he'll sit on your hand for a few seconds before he jumps off to go to the floor. I let him roam around the bird room picking up the spilled seed while I'm in there feeding the flock. He's my little maintenance crew. It's too bad that he doesn't have a mate...still. The last batch of eggs I got were all duds. Eh, he's probably used to it by now. Now only if he'd stop changing colors every couple of weeks, hahaha.