[Between feedings, they were spending more and more time together, and it triggered old memories and instincts inside of him. Now that he was at the point of nest building, he would no doubt be now spending considerable amounts of time and energy convincing Steve to come and settle into the full formed nest with him.

Of course, he had to stop eating first. He set into the salmon with a renewed vigor as Steve's hands and mouth lavished attention on him.]

She loves me when I feed her, but she comes awake for you. [He hummed a deep trill in his throat as little kicks were aimed towards Steve.] She doesn't need my kidney to get a meal. Mmmm, and papa brings you food, doesn't he?