Cristiano didn't pop through the doors but he came up in the pool quietly, his usual cautious look-around from under the surface before taking a deep breath and rising to the air. He hated being late, it was perhaps one of the many things drilled into him as a soldier, and he also liked to be useful. It seemed only fair when everyone was so kind to try and accommodate his needs.
"Evening, Sookie!" he called as his massive tail fin gave one easy stroke and he drifted to the edge of the pool where he put down a green cloth bag.
"I brought some sweets. I hope everyone likes them. They're called Zee-Zees and Kanjaywhoohoos...they're from Matali, a kingdom near Africa."