Christine smiles and lets the nuggalope take the food from her, but she winces yet again as it licks her hand clean.

"Yech," she says, drawing her empty hand away to wipe on her pant leg. "If we can climb on something we might be able to. Do you see any fallen logs or tree stumps nearby? I can lead him over with food." Though she does want to try to conserve some now that the nuggalope is scarfing it all down.