We require nothing so worthy of such a grandiose statement, but if you insist, I know of a good cafe that serves fine tea and often has treats on hand for my companion.

[ Clover doesn't need sustenance, since she is a being comprised of aether, but she enjoys the practice all the same. Arthur doesn't see a reason to discourage her. Besides, she's doing all the work right now. She's earned a treat. ]

Arthur Inkwell. [ He pauses long enough to offer her a slight bow. ] And my friend here is Clover, of course. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Lunafreya.

[ Ah, he sees you there, sheep, eyeing the feed in Luna's hand. Arthur has no such thing at his disposal, having just happened upon the scene, but he does wander over to give the sheep a nudge, encouraging it to follow its fellows. It goes along after a moment. ]

Would you believe this is not the first time I've had to do this sort of thing here?