It is clear the request charms him, a kind of delighted surprise settling over him for a moment before he turns his mind to the more practical considerations of her request. House Borel has never been ostentatiously wealthy, but Aymeric also rarely spends money on anything aside from necessities and small, creature comforts. It is less a matter of can he grant that request and more how.

"You may well be relegated to the attic for such a thing, to give them the space needed. But perhaps the birds would prefer that. I don't think it would be terribly difficult to repurpose the space. I should think you'll likely find poor sport hunting in Foundation itself, but it is but a short flight to places where I daresay you will likely have better luck," it's a subtle joke, given the two most likely destinations from Ishgard by air.

"I must admit, though, I know little and less about falconry beyond the barest basics. I've no idea where one procures such things. You shall have to instruct me." He's not discounting her ability to do so herself, of course, but there's a willingness there, to learn, for no other reason than it interests her.