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.
Lucky Stars! :3