Surprisingly, with that bit, he actually hadn't meant to be showing off, he was just feeling incredibly pleased and proud,a feeling that buoyed him a little as he went to sit beside her and settled the fish in his lap. "Whatever you don't eat yourself," he said, "I assure you, I'll not be letting it go to waste! And you're sure you don't mind? I must admit, I still find it a bit bewildering to navigate through the preferences of those with diets far more complex than my own."

But as he spoke, he was already working on peeling away some of that excellent meat from the fish with his claws, ripping off a small chunk for Vette, because of course he'd offer her the first piece.