"Eh? A little small? If he was any bigger, it'd be impossible to feed him!" This is probably not the only time Shura's heard that, and it probably won't be the last. Shishi doesn't seem to mind the comment about his size, instead moving to Shura's side and rubbing against her as she crouches, not minding the way he pushes just a little too hard. He can smell the bit of meat still in her hands, and he wanted a taste for himself since everyone else got some.

"You! You didn't want this a second ago, I'm not giving it to you now!" Shishi rumbles in reply, nudding her hand with his head. And then, the raven, having finished the bite Shura gave him, turns his attentions back to her, seeming to debate whether or not it was worth the trouble of getting teased for a bite to eat.