I ADORE my Hahn's -- but I am twice your age! I don't know how old she is, because she was adopted from the shelter I volunteer for -- I was very lucky to be able to work with and alongside MANY different species for a short time (a few months), from Hyacinth macaws and Moluccan cockatoos, to a toucan, to Senegals and conures and cockatiels and lovebirds and canaries and finches -- oh my! Lucy likes to be on my shoulder, but I don't always let her: if she is stepping up for me easily and in a respectful "mood" it is a much more pleasant experience than when she DOESN'T want to come off my shoulder but instead chomp on my ear or my neck! Even though she is smaller, she still thinks like a bigger macaw and has a fairly powerful beak.
Lucy doesn't love to play with toys, which I feel like is probably partly due to her prior life and also partly due to her species. She will play with me, and she will work on foraging toys if they are loaded up with her favorite treats. As much as I don't want her to be a one-person bird, the rest of my family is somewhat afraid of her and they do not enjoy interacting with her. I have a teenage son and daughter; while my son likes to give her treats and watch her actions, neither one will hold her (and now my daughter is away at college). My husband is somewhat interested in her but is not drawn to spend time specifically with her.
Lucy does not enjoy being touched, either, aside from brief nuzzles from my chin or stepping up. This is probably more to do with her early life, but there are just some birds (of all different species) who will not tolerate petting, and prospective owners need to be okay with that. I am still working with her to get her used to being handled for vet visits and health checks (like, touching her wings and being held gently in a hand).
We have gotten to do some fun things together: recently, we joined a research study where she got to make some "bird" friends and learned to ask to video call with them on a tablet. It was fascinating to be a part of, and Lucy really enjoyed seeing other birds and learning that she can "ask" for things. Now, she loves my phone and tablet -- I need to find some games she can play on them!
Now, because of my volunteer work, I got to adopt Lucy for no cost, and I was able to find a large, appropriate cage for her for very little money. However, I do have to spend money every month on a whole host of other things: toys (a toy that lasts any bird for more than a few months is not a good toy for them), food, perches (I have to rotate hers around), and vet care (I don't usually have to go monthly, but she has a beak condition that needs attention every 70-90 days; otherwise, I would take her in just annually, but you never know). Additionally, there are always other, more expensive, items that I am buying as I have available funds -- like training stands, foraging trees, travel carriers, and so forth.
In terms of noise, she can rival scream-y cockatoos I have been around! Usually, her call is tolerable (if not annoying and somewhat loud), but if I am not within eyesight of her, particularly at dawn and dusk, she will holler bloody murder. We live in a pretty decent sized house, and I can hear her down the block. I am fortunate, because at this time in my life, I do not have to work a regular job and my husband works from home (when he is not traveling abroad), so someone is almost always with her or at least in the house; I can spend short periods of time with her throughout the day, doing training exercises or just including her in my daily activities, and that seems to be engaging for her.
It would really take something catastrophic for me to even consider rehoming her -- like, having some sort of health issue where I lose the use of my limbs or brain function. When I brought her home, I made a promise that I would be her last "home" -- both my husband and I feel very strongly about that kind of thing when it comes to pets, and we are in agreement about giving our animals the most enriching, healthy, loving, and long lives possible.
Many (many many) years ago, when I was in high school, I took a photography course where we had a pair a picture we had taken (and developed and printed and mounted) and a quote, and I used one with a bunch of my friends (I think were 16-17 at the time). The quote I used was from Mark Twain, and these days I think about it often: "Life would be infinitely happier if we could only be born at the age of eighty and gradually approach eighteen." If it were true, perhaps we would be able to start out with a life's worth of income earned, experience gained, and knowledge learned -- all things that really help when you belong to a parrot!