"Still don't, really, even though there are more now." People, healers, all of that. As they reached the kitchen, Xander got the hot water going and set out two tea mugs.

At which point Cottonball set up a racket of squeaks. "Yes, I know," Xander said. "You're hungry. You're always hungry, you bottomless pit!" But there was amusement in his voice. He knew darn well his familiar was small enough that she needed to eat often.

"Do you want anything to snack on? I'm cutting up some fruit for her, I can always do more." Though he was more likely to offer Raven apples and peanut butter, where the bat was getting hulled and sliced strawberries, and liking it...