"I look like somebody who gives a shit about that sorta thing?" Roman challenged with an arch of his eyebrow as he very happily plopped down on the ground and made himself thoroughly at home.
Roman was many things but delicate was not one of those things, evident in how he moved and how he handled pretty much everything in his life save for his animals and the less hardy of his friends. Friends like Luke for example who was definitely squishier than some of the others in Roman's life.
"You got a name?" He asked as he watched her carefully as she began pulling out containers of all sorts. "Unless you want me to refer to you as the Food Fairy?"