[Rue has never been the type to take an early afternoon off in their life, but there is just no way they can wait the last half hour of the day before giving their son their full attention.

So they return those headbutts with a few affectionate preens at his feathery cheek before Rue's releasing Casey with a squeeze and turning to flip the boutique's 'open' light in the window off.]

I imagine the movements will come easier than the speaking, but with consistent practice, you'll get there in no time. You already have a leg up considering you've spoken before. I imagine my difficulty in learning laid greatly in my lack of practice. Oh! And here -

[Just a few things to tuck away and Rue is his entirely, but while he's waiting, they hum out a quick tune and cast Speak with Animals.]

There! I should be able to at least understand you through owlbear chirps now.