"Master isn't going to trick me with bad food again, is it?" Seedy eyes narrow for a moment as the leaf leshy walks onto the puddle of milk, slowly feeling the coolness on the plant's feet like appendages. A few moments pas as the milk is absorbed by Butternut before walking up to Popit, and holding its master's face before talking in a serious voice, "Master, you get more of this after we done with whatever we need to do here. Milk. Is. Delicious!"
Oli, I think you may have cause this character of mine to have some sort of an addiction! Now, to figure out how to flavor Trail Rations as different kinds of fertilizer.