Sephiroth craned his head out the door, trying to get a better look at the at the tree outside that Seferia had been referring to.
“Pick them off the tree,” He said quickly. “All of them… and then barter them away for anything.” He frowned. “Surely you know how much the mangoes are worth.” He glanced down at his own mango, almost feeling guilty to consider eating it instead of trading it away. With a small shrug though, he bit into it, savouring the flavour.
The hatchling sniffed up towards the salmon and continued to beg, walking around in small circles now, trying to be cute. Maybe that would work.