The male slowly stopped his struggle. He made a snorting sound, and then sneezed, ejecting bits of mushed up meat that had gotten up his nose in his round of greedy gulping earlier. He shook himself off and turned his head down, beginning to groom himself. After another moment he looked back up at Seferia and telepathically replied with a vague array of colours, mostly blues and greens.
“Eeeep.” He said firmly.
Rizon shook his head. “Heh, I see. Such a shame because we need more dragon-dragons in the world if you know what I mean….” He began preening his arms at the thought, grinning in amusement once again.