Even as she poofed back into existence, Chris was still chewing his huge mouthful, and once he'd eventually got it down his throat, he grinned. "Well I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, anyway." He poured himself some tea and took a sip, stifling a belch. "I can definitely see myself doing that again, for sure."<br/><br/>He shuffled back in his chair a bit, stretching out, and grinning at the squirrel. "Mouthful? Whenever you're ready."