A soft sigh escaped Harry as Bastian's arms wrapped around him, filling him with that warm and fuzzy sensation. It left him feeling safe and protected and cared for and he couldn't help but lean back against that firm body, taking his time in looking over the various treats because he didn't want the embrace to end. He finally came across one, an assortment of different types of nuts and seeds and things, that was 'a favourite among smaller owls like the Scops owls'. It professed to also be good for replenishing energy, which he liked since Joon was such a hyper-active bird. He didn't want to move though, so he clutched the treat bag in one hand and let his other come up, smoothing along Bastian's arm idly.