Hey, Roderich? I think it's about time to let Zazu fly off. I'm going to unwrap his bandages and let him go - do you want to join me?
‘Zazu…?’ Oh, I see. Yes, that would be lovely thank you. I’m glad to hear he’s better. Where are you letting him go?
Roderich lightheartedly huffed at her scolding of his cat’s diet. “If a plastic bag can’t kill him, then I doubt cake would.” Roderich shook his head lightly at the unpleasant memory. “Besides, he seemed to be enjoying himself, and yes, he did eat a whole slice to himself.”








