Raine tilts their head, if anything, looking even more owlish than a moment ago.

"Oh... that. That I can do."

Flustered, they finish off the last of the fish and just discard what's left of the tail, and some of the thicker parts of the skull that they couldn't comfortably bite through.

"I... hope I'm good at comforting whoever you point me to. Hm. I also don't mind if you borrow me as an example that certain spells won't hurt. Things like that. Just..."

They frown.

"Don't.. let me come into contact with any silver. I'm allergic. I get blisters on contact."