This probably may have been one of the worst times to stop by for any reason. Behind that door was a multitude of noises; sounds of distress, panic, anger and worry. But it would quickly and quietly come open with such positive energy!
"Chai the- ……………." This wasn’t Chai. This was Wallace’s serpent pet.
"……are you …lost?" The girl tried to not sound rude with that question, but her mind was jumping all over the place.
She happily accepted the offer of food and devoured it all within a matter of… one? Two minutes? She would probably be aching later, but after a week of water-only diet, that was hardly significant to her mind.
It was strange though; Elizabeth had been sleeping next to Wallace on the couch one moment and the next he just disappears into thin air? She may have not been… whatever he was, or able to understand human language very well, but she wasn’t stupid (unlike James. Dumb kid); he had to have gone somewhere, but at least she wouldn’t be stranded in an empty, foodless apartment anymore. A+.
All the while, James had been waiting ever-so patiently at the doorway. He was satisfied with the state of the house and it was not in jeopardy as far as he could tell. The dragon was rather protective of his territory.
"Oop, looks like you’re done with that.." Gathering the now empty containers, she stacked them in the bag and tied it up; crouching back down to Elizabeth after giving a thoughtful glance to James. "Elizabeth, you ready to go?"
Serenity extended her hand to the feline; sure she had given her food, but she knew better than to pick up a cat (or any pet) without letting them sniff her first.
Taking up the offer to inspect the hand that was put in front of her, Elizabeth deemed the woman okay; she had provided her food after all.She sat down in front of… Person Who Looked Like Wallace’s Friend But Different and awaited the news of what exactly would be going on from this point.
All the while it hadn’t fully occurred to the fine young dragon that he wouldn’t be allowed to stay; though there was someone here, it wasn’t the OWNER. Alas! He had no time to focus on such petty matters as ‘renting’ or ‘paying bills.’ Foolish things!