[ They are, indeed, much like her children. She's been drawn to the dragonets since the onset, in no small part due to the comparisons her appearance garnered when she first arrived in Ishgard. But more than scales, it's their curious and incorrigible personalities that she just finds all too endearing. What's not to love?

It's not quite the same as the real thing...but conjuring up such life-like creatures from one's own mind does offer a new sense of pride and ownership, doesn't it? Like it's her responsibility to care for them now. (Another reason why every now and then a stray karakul may wander into any scene. She could not leave them alone as Estinien's domain disappeared.)

The dragonet who introduced the squid does a little flip in the air as if it's won this contest of sales. Which, in some ways, it did. ]

An excellent choice! Now make sure you package it up for our customer.

The stick! Get the stick!

[ All three immediately go for the pile of skewers. It takes a small bout of bickering before one manages to grasp one appropriately in its little claws, then a little more maneuvering in actually staking a few pieces of squid onto it. They're not quite at the dexterous nature of Ehll Tou...yet.

Himeka nudges Thancred's arm. ]

This is the best part...

[ Because while she is a chef, dragons? They have all sorts of fun abilities.

The smallest takes a big breath and lets out a surprisingly big flame for it's little body. The squid is cooked instantly. Because that's how it works. Himeka claps proudly. ]

Well done!

[ A beat as the dragonet flaps over to Thancred and offers the skewer. ]

You did want it well done, right?