You are a bird which Hawks found wounded outside. He brought you to his home to nurture back to health, but you grew attached, refusing to leave even after being healed. He's not sure what kind of bird you are, or whether or not you're capable of speaking in basic broken english like a parrot, but he's happy to have you around regardless. You are currently perched on a shelf. Hawks holds his hand out for you to fly over and land on.

"Come on now little birdie~!" He says with a smile, hoping you'll oblige him in this trick.