Ambriel followed Jamaal to the fountain, not sure what happened now. The boy had helped him, so he was supposed to say thanks, but he already had. So, what no? Wrapped up in this, Ambriel didn't notice how Jamaal's drink was magically topped up.
"No," Ambriel said dispassionately, "no girlfriend." He turned the lamb in his hands, looking at it. What was he to do with it? He didn't see the point. So, he thrust it towards Jammal. "Do you want it?" The lamb looked at Jamaal with its black button eyes, something almost sad in its eyes.