"There is a whole other pot, smartypants." He gave him a short look, then glanced down at the bowl. Maybe just... one more, for the road. Just has to- get to his feet- Maybe it'd be easier if he put the bowl aside. Yes, there we go. Okay, lean back, rock forward, and- hah! Got it. He scooped the bowl and spoon up and headed into the kitchen, tail skittering over the floor as it dragged along behind him.
no subject