"It's only attached to my food," Bruce returns with a small snort. He's had his fair share of dealing with wild creatures during his time on the run, and a good number of them were just like this - interested when food was a thing, and then not once said food ran out. It'd get the hint eventually and move on.

He looks to the other with an arched eyebrow. "Once it gets bored enough to move on, I'm sure you can attempt to tame it for your own."