"I don't know if I have that many funny stories. Bit too much of a workaholic." Hawks jokes lightly, but it's true. He has a jam packed schedule.

"Broken feathers have to be discarded, but they grow back. Even if I didn't sling my feathers around, they'd break in flight eventually. It's just how feathers are." Hawks says helplessly.

"Sure, sure." He smirks a little bit playfully. He gets the impression he's been there before, but he doesn't remember. "I'll do my best, but uh, it'd be easier if I could go back and forth. I don't want to miss any important meetings."