K'mina beamed as Goranask ate the fish. He was fond of all dragonkin, but didn't get many opportunities to spend time with a wher so up close. The fact that the brown enjoyed his gift made his whole night.
"Maybe I can bring you snacks sometimes. I'm not usually up during the night, but if I am, I can nick you something from the kitchens. It must be hard work guarding the weyr through the night!" K'mina spoke as if he knew what a hard night's work looked like, and he absolutely didn't. But he loved the idea of goofing off and doing something that he probably wasn't supposed to be doing.