[ Huh. For as fantastical a creature as Zafeera is to Koharu, she doesn't appear to be treated any differently than like, a horse. So... normally. It's funny in a way, but Koharu carefully picks out one of the dried meats and places it upon her palm, then holds it out for the wyvern. She trusts it won't bite her hand off or anything. (Hopefully.) ]

Then... here you go! As thanks.

[ Regardless of the fate of her hand, Koharu's already quite endeared. ]

As for me, I—uh... I guess I don't know where I am. [ Or why he can see her. That's unusual. ] But I'm almost sure I didn't fall asleep in a cage.