[ So indeed, the taste is quite bad. But cutting through his own perception of it, he's at least used to cooking enough by this point to guess at how the variations in flavor he experiences translate to what a human must. From that, he has to guess that it's... adequate, he thinks? It's about what he would expect for provisions, he supposes, but he nods lightly and gratefully for the food all the same.

However, that rational assessment is quickly secondary (as are the dinosaurs), once the kitten starts to sneak its way back out. Sebastian crouches carefully nearby as well, since he's now at least trying his best to not be so startling. He looks nothing short of smitten. ]

Ah... I wish that I could take it, but I do not know if that would be acceptable.

[ what's the Regent's pet policy for the Citadel?? ]

Well, much of the city is out at the moment... Perhaps simply sneaking into someone's home to leave it there may be safer?

[ breaking and entering is morally correct when it's for a cat ]