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Alex turns to the source of the shouts, knowing how much of a number her companion is doing "Very sorry. He really likes eating out at other people's".

Her finger snaps with a brittle of arcane powder breathing into life. They re-shape as the rampaging butterfly, now directly stationned on her palm. Her stare grows scolding "Now, I said, you could get some. Not all."

It flaps it insectoid wings as contest, only to be rebutted by the golem, now wagging her finger as well "No, no, don't try to be dismissive. Look, they agreed to open up the pantry for you, assuming you were capable of reason. Now, miss Eva will have to prepare another batch of what you just gobbled up and miss Cyndwella is pretty upset with you. I wouldn't be surprised if they decide against this generosity next time".

Hearing of this makes the diminuitive creature cease its wing beats, dreading the prospect of never dining here again. Once more, she turns to the cast "Very sorry for this little incident. Honestly, I don't know whether it'd be polite for me to share anymore of what he already took".