[It is living like the pet of a princess. Cute things get all the attention, love, pets, and food Perona can lavish onto them as possible. She's only hoping this whatever-it-is doesn't belong to anyone already because she will not give it back.
Reaching out this time around, she gently pats her hand over the round, pink creature's head.]
Are you hungry? [What does it even eat? She'll try for a piece of bread from her sandwich there.]
[Action]
Reaching out this time around, she gently pats her hand over the round, pink creature's head.]
Are you hungry? [What does it even eat? She'll try for a piece of bread from her sandwich there.]