Well there was an idea that wiggled into Niki's head, and would probably take roots there over the next little while. Then he really could be a bird.
Hmmmm.
"True. Ours had a funny name too." Still had a funny name, because the House Elf was still there, at the family home, taking care of his mother.
He glanced around the room as well. Seeing his trunk, his bags, everything needing to be unpacked. His owl needing to be let out of the cage so he could go flying.
"Okay," he said with a bobbing nod of his head, lifting a hand to flick longish black hair from his eyes. "Thanks Braxton. This is great." He sounded almost normal for a moment.