Draven tossed the teen a fish. He had caught it once he had calmed down enough to think logically. The teenager had said he was hungry, and draven would oblige him, if only because he promised to help find Briar. "Here," he said. "Consider it payment for helping me find her. I'll find her before you do, but..." the dragonite shrugged."Go on, eat. Then you can go do--whatever it is you do."