[ There is very little Dany knows of the food served in his mortal realms, but she's certain that there must be a simpler term than milk of the shaken variety. ]

You will make my stomach rumble, [ she sighs, allowing herself a moment of vulnerability. ] Oh, do not speak to me of that now. I have loved to eat spiced sausages ever since I was a little girl.

[ A hand goes to his arm in parting, easier to touch from this height than his shoulder. ] I'm going to find rainbow berries. I cannot steal food from Drogon, and all that I had, I gave to-- [ Perzī, though she had taken care not to give it a person's name, ] --my squidge, [ she finishes, half-feeling as though she might weep again.

The words are part temporary farewell, part invitation. If he wishes to come, she would like the company, but she isn't certain he's finished looking at the pool. She herself cannot bear to linger. ]