[Several strings of hoots and Benedikta gives Biddy a well-earned scratch beneath his chin, which seems to stem some of his frustration. Some. He still huffs at her.]

You will do just fine. You had excellent teachers, did you not?

[For all it's worth, even if they aren't owls, she'd like to think that they were able to teach him well.]

And should you require any help, you know where we are. And you will be right in our backyard. [She looks to Willow.] But do take care of him in the meantime?