Diana frowned towards the animal - despite its aggressive nature, she couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt over it's state of being. Tentatively, she took a step towards it. "I have no idea," she responded, though something about the animal struck a chord with her. Something about the vibrant plumage...

"Oh!" she turned back to him, her face bright. "Podmore Zoological Gardens!" As if that would remind him where she recognized the bird from. But they hadn't talked in a long time besides, and there was a small pit in her stomach that ached for the times when they talked more. Diana continued, choosing to ignore the ache she felt. "I used to take Tavie there occasionally on Hogsmeade weekends. I think it's from the aviary there."