((k. :3))<br/><br/>Nick hurried into the kitchen and deposited his bucket in the sink. His eyes skittered over the crab on the plate. He didn't approve of it, but he couldn't say anything at the risk of losing his job. It was cruel and not what the original cafe he had started working at was about. An idea lurked in the back of his mind, one of his traditional protective spells, but he shook his head, not wanting to mess with anything. He grabbed some of the traditional little pre meal snacks and hurried back out. The raptor lady still hadn't been seated yet. But he noticed James talking to her and smiled to himself. He always felt a little off when he was human sized, even though it was a temporary enchantment.