Chanath turns to greet him, and opens her mouth in a smile of appreciation at his offer. "Hunter, greetings! I do not need assistance at this time, thank you."

Faris' mouth is full of sausage, so it takes him a moment before he is able to respond, his two-dimensional body sliding across the Shontin's torso to align with the movement of his head. "You are looking well, my friend."