Drake was a little surprised by Meisha's hug, yet he thought she was relieved he was still there. He felt the same way, but he assumed it was her way of expressing her feelings. Yet, he found it odd that she wasn't hugging anyone else. Why only him?<br/><br/>Smiling and patting her on the head, he let her go for her to go to the living room. Once the food was done, he left the table to take two plates of food, then went to the living room with Meisha, leaving the table to the new people, knowing his wings and tail would take up too much room. He handed her a plate of food and took his place on the foot stool beside the couch where she was sitting, then balanced his plate of food in his hand as he ate and watched TV.<br/><br/>"Great cooking, Alex!" he called, then stabbed his fork in another potato, grunting slightly as his fork got stuck, "Ah, he missed one." he muttered then lifted his fork to his mouth. A short spray of flame effectively cooked the potato, browning the sides nicely. With a satisfied smile he ate it, chewing hungrily, waving his fork at Meisha, "You know, the best breakfasts are cooked over an open flame..."