She tilts her head curiously at him. She doesn't actually know what kind of bird she is, but a robin? That's be an antagonistic twist. She fluffs out her feathers and tries to get a good look at herself.

She... isn't actually sure if the colors she's seeing are the right ones. She's seeing some that she didn't know existed, so it's hard to say.

Giving up, she lets her feathers resettle before hopping on top of the book pile. She's had plenty of practical training, but she's curious what the medical text has to offer.