"Oh..." Cho is still fluffing the scarf around his chin, though her movements have slowed. "So this must seem pretty silly to you, huh?" It was nice, actually, to think that she could do something for him. He does so much for her, and she feels like all she does is take. For one moment, it had seemed (however illogically) like she might be able to take care of him.

Below them, the dragons do not understand why the food has stopped coming, and the smallest and most nimble goes investigating, climbing Cho's leg, and then her coat, stuffing its little head into the pocket in search of another sweet treat.