[He's never seen a dragon wag it's tail before, and admittedly, it's a little gratifying, despite soggy cookie bits in his mouth.]

Thanks, big guy. Um. It was ... really good. Next time I'll bring you a tuna sandwich or something, and you can have it all to yourself...

[Sora exhales, a relieved huff when he realizes he doesn't have to eat the rest of it.]

What're you gonna do with him? Are you gonna bring this guy around the festival? [He gazes out at the onlookers studiously keeping their distance, but obviously fascinated.]