Originally Posted by Orzel
"For a bowl, I won't ask for a soul." Grills chuckled wickedly as he floated a full ladle into a bowl. With both forelegs he passed the soup forward. "But I might ask for a favor in the future."
The short pegasus looked mildly concerned. "Well so long as it's not tomorrow mornin'; I'm already claimed for then."
It took him a bit to figure out how to handle the bowl without magic, but he finally got a few sloppy sips in. Immediately, his ears perked up beneath his bandana and his eyes widened. "Phew!"
he exclaimed, wiping his mouth with a foreleg. "Now that's a soup worth a favor!"
He continued to happily slurp down the spicy brew; hot foods such as this were his favorite.