“Oh…” Handy said, shaking his head. She dipped the two bowls into the broth and withdrew them, she placed her own beside her, walking around the fire to hand the other to the human. He hesitated before eventually reaching out and taking the proffered bowl. “Thank you,” he said. She returned back to her position and took the bowl into her claws, drinking deeply from it. Handy tapped his fingers along the bowl as he looked down at it, contemplatively.