“Because I’m half griffon? Many ponies don’t see the difference anyway.”
“So what that you are half griffon?” He seems kinda puzzled.
“Well, one would expect you of all ponies to be suspicious of me, yet you’re not. And it feels good, honestly.” Hybrid looks down and pokes the ground with his foreclaw.
He smiles more “I knew I will meet you, Mythic warned me I will be meeting someone that looks similair to a Griffon. And you can’t tell me that upon first meeting… first FEW meetingS I wasn’t nervous like hell around you. You were always nice to me, never threathened me, even worried about me with all that crystal thing.” He hugs the hippogriff with his front hooves “I am more comfortable around you than probably around any pony ever.”
(OOC: to quote Demoman “If I wasn’ the man I was I’d kiss ye!”)