Isn’t he so lucky. But he’s well and duly shut up, and even Maggi’s delighted at the display. It’s standing up now, trying to nudge its half-eaten berry at his lips.

Ren swallows, looking at the proffered berry uncertainly, before taking a bite out of it, too. There’s no winning with you guys.

“Might as well,” he replies, tired of arguing. Maybe one day one of them can learn Hidden Power so they can fill a treehouse full of plushies and such. Right now Ren opts to put out the fire and gather Magnolia up in his arms. Hopefully they can be passed off as pets in this strange new world.

“Lead the way.” Please. So he can get some honest-to-goodness people breakfast for a change.