When last I saw you, you were capable of flight. Did the ones who brought you here leave you like this? Tsk, tsk. Perhaps you angered them.

[She gave him a quick skim with her eyes to be sure he was not harmed, then moved to walk over to the tree, the edge of a wing brushing him as she passed him.]

Or maybe they enjoy a little pain, leaving you with that mouth of yours as they did.