Probably not what you think

"Uncle Gwyn had the long hair and the hat... the dapper one. I don't know a ton about the tree, but he says it should have fruit in a couple months," Alaric answered and looked from the flowers to Lottie. Taking them from the garden was definitely a bad idea. He also couldn't just say no, absolutely not. There was always the other option. "I'm pretty sure he can just give you some himself if you wanna ask."

"We actually have a huge training room where I could show you what I can do, if you want too," there was so much of this manor that he could show, and it still wouldn't feel complete. That said, maybe at some point he'd invite her to his own home over break or something. "We uh.. we have food... if you're hungry."

Alaric shifted back into his more human form, and stretched a bit. "Yeah we can talk to him about the flowers and fruit and stuff. It shouldn't be a big deal," he said glancing back at the tree. His tail was still swaying rather excitedly. He was hungry, but he was also eager to show off his abilities.

Well, there was one thing he could kind of show off now as he looked back up at the deck. "Better to work on a full stomach for sure. Gives something to burn off."

Alaric extended his hand to Lottie to take. From there he'd lift her up and fly both of them back onto the deck.

"That was really just a short hop, wasn't anything too crazy," Alaric replied, he was totally playing it cool. Of course, this was the first time he'd just scooped up a girl and flown off with her... even if it was only for a couple seconds. He'd have to actually take her flying at some point maybe. But for now, snacks.

Alaric led Lottie back into the mansion to the kitchen. It was large and well stocked with various foods, but mostly meats. Dragons being primarily carnivorous did tend to keep a good bit of meat in stock. That said there were still fairly ordinary snack foods such as chips, cookies and other things laid out neatly. After all, the mansion did get its fair share of teens coming through. "I guess we can just help ourselves. Did you want anything in particular?"

Alaric had grabbed a couple bags of chips himself, as well as some dried meat. Then he grabbed a metal skewer from a drawer, and took the sausage from Lottie. "Not too long with me around," he stepped back a bit, inhaling through his nose. Then he exhaled a steady stream of flames, turning the sausage as he did so. After a few moments he handed it back to her nice and well cooked.

"We actually use cooking to teach fine control of our flames," he grinned, at that. He was pretty good at controlling his flames. "Basically it's a lesser known stereotype that dragons with a good degree of control over their fire are also really good cooks."

"Well, we do eat our meat raw sometimes, but yeah we'll also cook it too," Alaric answered as he grabbed some eating utensils and a glass of water for Lottie. He assumed it was for the sausage, but he wasn't going to question. All the food he'd grabbed was in fact finger food.

"What kind of magic do you have? Everyone says humans are a lot more adaptable with how they use magic compared to other races," Alaric asked before popping some food into his mouth. He then realized his question was kind of silly, Lottie could just show him when they went down to the training room. He'd chock it up to his curiosity getting the better of him.