Maybe Andrew can introduce her to Aglet once he's met up with himself and knows who Aglet is. She could start giving tours as a regular thing.

And alright, talking while she's a hawk doesn't work as well as it might. Grinning, Andrew winks back at her, though his expression contorts into a grimace for a second as something shifts and puts pressure on the leg. Squirming into a less painful position, he lays his head down on her back to relieve the crick he's getting in his neck and just gazes down at the part of the city he can see from that vantage point. "You'd think I could have stayed around and helped me," he grouses, already on to a different topic.