Janin looked at his naga companion apologetically, then shrugged. Food was food right, and Sefii looked like he could use a decent meal. He then looked at the human boy with mild curiosity. As rule, he'd stayed clear of his own kind, if they could be considered that. Really, Janin didn't consider them that. He was raised by naga, and a member of the naga pack, and even though he could never be a naga except in his heart, he surely had more in common with them than with humans. In fact, he disliked humans, he almost hated them because he hated that he was one of them, instead of as he ought to be, a naga. Yet, he was still Janin, and Janin couldn't really hate anyone, he was too nice for that.<br/><br/>"He's Sefii, and I'm Janin, but people don't usually introduce themselves to their meals, do they?" He asked, tone light almost mirthful. "and you want to be eaten? That's silly, no matter how bad things seem, you shouldn't want to die, but since you did come over here," he looked at Sefii, "well, you should probably grab him before he changes him mind. He was asking for it right, and you do need to eat." He said sweetly, honestly concerned for his, perhaps overly sensitive friend.