"Good thinking, I forgot about those," Nathaniel admitted. Once he handed Irias off, he tried his best to swap his braid with the bottle. "Kirion, I promise you'll like this better..."

There was a red-faced, angry wail as the braid was pulled free and Nathaniel's eyes widened in shock. "No no no no, here, take...Kirion, the bottle is right here!" He found himself chasing the screaming, thrashing mouth with the bottle. After what seemed like forever, Kirion's mouth closed over the bottle's nipple and the din immediately subsided into eager grunting sounds. Nathaniel gave a nervous giggle. "Jason wasn't kidding..."