The foot-long winged dragon, still cuddling with the small humanoid, telepathically whispers "Excuse me— I"m lovin' this, but I think I see someone who needs some help and maybe I can give them some." He flies to the kitchen, where he takes a napkin in his claws and wraps some shortbread and an orange in it. Then, carrying the package in his claws, he flies over to Jay and lands next to him. "Want some snacks?" He unwraps the napkin.
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