Eating, Locke quickly but tactfully sated his hunger, consuming good-sized portions of the provisions set out. Presenting some herbs to Isis, the manakete noticed she seemed chilled.
"Isis... You are uncomfortable. The stone is too cold for you. I will find some way to warm you."
But for all of his seven hundred and twenty-eight years, Locke could not figure out what more to give the young woman. As a dragon, he was less affected by temperatures... So what to do?
"...Hm. First of all, here. These herbs will taste sour, but they will help support your immune system and keep you hale and hearty. I do not know what else I can do... I will find something!"
Hearing her thanks, Locke humbly accepted them, saying "Please, think nothing of it. It was my pleasure to show you the Sanctuary. I only hope it helps you to understand the ties that intertwine the dragons and the humans... However faint they may seem."
[OOC: Moving to support now, seems like a good time.]