The lion yawned and watched his human for the moment. So he didn’t eat any of it? Maybe he’d already eaten. Either way, he closed his eyes for the moment and kept listening. Just as long as his human didn’t spend his time staring at him like a predator in wait or attack, he could stay.
Hakuba had learned the first time that staring was as impolite for lions as it was for the British, and soon settled in the chair with cell phone in hand. He could watch the window this way, and keep a vigil for the hopefully soon to be sleeping lion. And while his phone battery wouldn’t last forever, it would surely give him some very valuable research time. He typed away, ignoring that the deer leg had left blood on the desk. He’d deal with that later… probably after lecturing Kaito, if he ever transformed back.