The ruffle of feathers promptly gains Ava's attention, a curious tilt of her head if she needs to go interrupt whatever conversation that might have him on edge. Though he's always been better at managing conflicts than her, she does know his temper can run quite hot.

Turns out she's part of whatever topic is being discussed, from what she picks up when she slips over. She silently just smooths down a few of those feathers, delicately.