Patrick: (om nom nom)

Bianca: You look tired.

Sparrow: Well, yeah. Aren’t you?

Bianca: I wasn’t getting any sleep anyway. But you don’t have to stay up with us.

Sparrow: I still don’t know about this guy. Since when do actual magical creatures bother with cheap cereal?

Patrick: I don’t need food at all. But right now it’ll help me heal. You know, you’re not nearly as nice as you smell.

Sparrow: Hey!

Bianca: Okay, come on, that’s enough! Patrick, she’s being plenty nice to let you stay here at all, so be polite. Sparrow, get some sleep, okay? I’ll be fine on my own. I promise.

Sparrow: (YAWN)

Fine. But I’m leaving this with you. Clobber him if he tries anything.