Doing nothing.

[Dantin]

*Dantin smiled wider as Firjak stepped into the kitchen along with Stasia.* "Ah, good morning Firjak!" *He said, noting but also disregarding the fact that it wasn't morning, he tended to do stuff like that, obviously.* "Nice of you to drop by! Not expecting me though, huh?" *He said with a laugh. He had heard when Firjak had said "Dantins here?" but didn't really care either, it was all good to him. He got that reaction alot from other mice, well, actually from other beasts in general. The ones that knew him, at least. The ones that didn't know him, which were few and far between, just tended to give him strange looks and try to ignore him.*

[Anastasia]

Firjak smiled at Dantin. " Hi there! So, you enjoyin' these turnovers all to ya self, huh? Any chance you can spare me some?" He said, laughing. He noticed a stool in the corner, which Stasia normally used to reach the higher cabinets. He pulled it over to the table and sat down. Stasia fetched another plate and fork, setting in front of him. " Go on and try some, there are plenty!" she said, forking one off the serving plate and putting it on his plate.