[Logan looks so much like he's pouting that X'rhun cant help but reach out and ruffle his hair a little before he stands. He wobbles just a little, slightly unsteady from the dizziness that overtakes him in the change in position, but his tail provides him with the balance needed to stay upright. Then he shakes his head and returns to the kitchen.]

I hope you like fish-- it's the majority of what I have in stock!

[For... obvious... reasons...]

Unless you prefer to dine in the blood of thine enemies-- and in that I must disappoint you.