Zach reached down to pat Xelong on the head, picking up the bowl again to push near him. “Shh. Just eat it, OK?” He sat on the floor and hugged the dragon momentarily, looking back at Jenna and Sephiroth, his expression hopeless.
“I’ve already told you most of it… you need to put yourself on a timer and watch him. Hell, even have both of you set your alarms at four hour intervals, with somebody getting up to check him every two hours. Until he can communicate telepathically, you’re stuck watching him…”