[She gets over it quickly enough anyway, turning so she can sit on her heels, feet tucked under neatly, and peer curiously at him. She doesn't seem so much afraid as uncertain, more of how she ought to treat him (and what he'd like) than anything else.]

It likes bread I guess. I got to feed it some earlier, and even though it's spiky it's like it's tame.

What can you see now that's different then before?