The hippogriff can hear the pony’s voice from inside “Coming!” and a few seconds later the door opens “Oh. Hey there Vindicar.”
Griffpony chuckles and bows his head a bit, stepping inside and looking around, slightly fastcinated (as always) by the sight of curious contraptions and tools repairspony seems to be employing in his trade. “Before we get to business, how have you been? I haven’t dropped in since that Heart Warming party. I hope there wasn’t any trouble?”
Pewny leads him to a room with a table and a few chairs “I’ve been alright. The number of customers I have seems to not change much, so I have no trouble with finances for now. And nah, no trouble around here at all. But enough about me, how about you? How is it going for you?”
"Well, I have been busy adapting to my role as a knight. Sadly, I kinda messed up earlier. There were no… irreversible consequences, but my reputation took a hit. Now it’s going to take a while to gloss over bad first impression." Vindicar looks down, tapping his hind leg. "But on the bright side, my armor has been finished. Which is why I’m here."
The pony nods, listening to his friend, then walks over to him and puts his wing over the hippogriff’s back “You managed to become a friend of a pony that freaks out whenever he sees a griffon. I’m fairly sure you won’t have much trouble with that first impression going bad.”