Ah, he sees. He can get that message loud and clear. So, twisting the chair around so that he can sit on it backwards to allow his wings plenty of space, he smiles to her.

"Well I can definitely understand that thing
Although I don't quite know what I'll do
I think for this whole mess, I'm out on a wing
On how ta do my job without tellin' daylight adieu."

Lookit him, using rhymes. He feels smart.