"Sure." She leaves him next to the couch and heads for the little kitchen so she can pour him a glass of water. He probably needs more than water, but they can start slow. "Here," she says, offering Seth the glass. Then, she fetches what looks like a chrome muffler from the top of the fridge and sets it on the floor for the Beast. It settles down cheerfully enough, tail wagging as it plants one scaly paw on the muffler and commences licking it.

Beast taken care of, she leans against the counter and watches Seth. "Are you hungry?"