Rizon sighed lightly. He moved to sit down on a nearby chair, which happened to be Sephiroth’s bathing stool. He picked up the food bowl and set the baby dragon on one knee, the bowl on the other. Then he picked up some of the meat and gently fed it to the youngster.
The male did not object in the slightest. He patiently sat there as food was fed to him and wagged his tail, happy to have food fed straight to him.