After the coronation the griffons had warmed up to him to the point of being annoyingly close and familiar, now, they were taking a cautious approach to him. Not sure what to think about the human, in whose absence mysterious, and at times oddly beautiful music emerged from the room. Given the acoustics of the castle, this disturbed not a few griffons. The song that was playing at that moment was particularly mourneful. Handy rolled his eyes, trying to think about how he was going to explain the fact he had a magic singing brick on his person to the rest of the castle, Joachim was hard enough. Why did he even keep the thing around? Honestly, after this he was never letting it leave his side again.