Now that you are no longer dumb and witless, you need not always be grave. They tried at first to repress it, but Aslan said:
And all the other animals began making various queer noises which are their ways of laughing and which, of course, no one has ever heard in our world. The Jackdaw became so embarrassed that it hid its head under its wings as if it was going to sleep. But one perky jackdaw added in a loud voice, "No fear!" and everyone else had finished just before he said it so that his words came out quite clear in a dead silence and perhaps you have found out how awful that can be - say, at a party. "No, Aslan, we won't, we won't," said everyone. For out of them you were taken and into them you can return. Treat them gently and cherish them but do not go back to their ways lest you cease to be Talking Beasts. The Dumb Beasts whom I have not chosen are yours also. I give you the stars and I give you myself. I give you the woods, the fruits, the rivers. "I give to you forever this land of Narnia. "Creatures, I give you yourselves," said the strong, happy voice of Aslan. I always did say that 'oss 'ad a lot of sense, though." "I am glad he was one of the ones picked out to be a Talking Beast." And the Cabby, who was now standing beside the children, said, "Strike me pink. And that really did make the children jump, for it was the cab-horse who had spoken. "But please, we don't know very much yet," said a nosey and snorty kind of voice. And all these and all the beasts and birds in their different voices, low or high or thick or clear, replied: Out of the river rose the river god with his Naiad daughters. Out of the trees wild people stepped forth, gods and goddesses of the wood with them came Fauns and Satyrs and Dwarfs. The children had long felt sure that he could speak: yet it was a lovely and terrible shock when he did.