She laughs, careful to keep her voice from echoing throughout the library wing. Some in this house are better at giving out names than others, it seems. "Without a doubt," she says. "I haven't met any peacocks yet, but I'm interested now. Perhaps we can bond over our plumage." There's a hint of a joke in her voice, but she means it as well. Community flying hour is something she's looking forward to starting.

"Right. There is not too much to do here other than exploring, combing through these bookcases, and speaking to one another." She's tried all three, with more success in some areas than others. "To answer your question, my results here have been limited today. I've been searching all morning for a book I can read, but there is nothing so far...just endless pages of mysterious tongues. Yesterday was much better, though." Her eyes shine with excitement, and she speaks in a hushed tone: "I remembered more."