[ Fedora is happy to take the leftovers. He doesn’t need to eat, being made of magic and all, but he likes to. ]

I feel a bit like it’s catching up to me now, but it’s not as bad as it could be.

[ Jacob stands and stretches. He feels a bit stiff and sore, but it’s nothing he can’t ignore.

Wolf and wizard share a glance for a moment, and have one of those conversations that they have without actually speaking. When the moment passes, Jacob gives a nod. ] Fedora will keep an eye out, just in case. That way we both can get some rest.