"Of course I've been feeding it!" Milly says indignantly, clutching it to her chest. The creature lets out a thin squeal, writhing in her grasp. Its fairy-like wings are fluttering uselessly against her -- obviously she's got a good grip on it -- and it keeps gnashing its teeth in Eusine's direction, not bothering to try to bite her. "I don't really know what they like to eat, but I give them all kinds of things...this one will eat just about anything..."

She looks down at it, looks at the way it's struggling to get after Eusine, and she frowns. Huh. It's never really done that before. "Um...call me crazy, but -- I think this one just...likes you. I think?"