The shifter looks away with a slight blush, "....I guess." he turns and heads towards the door, "Come on, lets get breakfast before they pack away all the food."

Peter stands there, both confused and concerned, taking a half step closer, "sir...?"

Astra smiles and leans back, "I think we can feed you this time...we should be about to move though." she pauses, "...may I...pet you?"