[After a couple seconds, the hippogriff returns the bow. . Before deciding to start digging at the ground with his talons. Likely looking for worms or something to this extent.]

". . .Well, you know how likable we are, Moony~ But speaking of likable. . ."

[He's got a hand on his hip now, a slight smirk on his lips.]

" . . .What's this about you keeping a bird in my room, mate?"