a tilt of the head; hadn’t they made their offer quite clear?it wasn’t like it was their food to give, a snow spirit like themselves relied on the good nature of those they passed. a real cat was more deserving than they were; and most likely needed it more too. determined, they pushed it forwards once more, neutral expression unchanged.
He stared back, figuring that gesture was his sign to go for it...although, he unease still surrounded him - maybe it was the other’s neutral, unmoving expression...but still, the offer was there, and there was no visible reason to decline it based on his superstitions. He bent down slowly, sniffing the food before taking a bite of two pieces - just to test, make sure it really was for him.
He looked up as he swallowed. “Oh...thank you...”
