It frankly tickled a little, but she did her best not to laugh; it was kind of sweet that he'd get up close to them. It was strangely intimate, somehow, feeling her feathers ruffle against his big hand. "They're not sooty, you mean? The last time I got 'em brushed must have been a hell of a job." She smiled; she knew the spots were there, but if she wasn't tracking soot all over her new floor, so much the better.