He explores a little, and then tucks the bottle away neatly into one of those spaces, hesitates, before pulling one of the blankets over to in front of it, and curling up underneath it, in as small a ball as he can manage, and trying to get some more rest.

Footsteps occasionally come past on the stairs, but Tyau is undisturbed until dinnertime, at which point there is a knock at the door. 

She'll wait for a response rather than coming in to find him. 

It takes him a few minutes to realise that she's waiting for a response.

"I-" realises he's probably talking too quietly, and tries again. "H-hi?"

"Hi, Tyau!" she replies cheerfully. "It's Kavia. May I come in?" 

Strictly speaking, she doesn't need to come in at all, but Mal said asking would help reinforce that this is Tyau's space.

Pause. "Y-yes?"

"Thank you." Kavia opens the door, smiling when she sees Tyau curled up in his blanket nest. 

"I've come to fetch you for dinner," she explains, "like I said I would. Have you been exploring the room? What do you think, do you like it?" 

"I- It's- it's- nice? I- you didn't have to- Yes?"

"Good." She looks genuinely pleased.

"So, um, want to come with me to the kitchens and get something to eat?" 

There's a pause. "I- please? I-If that's okay?"

Blink. "Of course it's okay; I wouldn't have suggested it otherwise. I guess I could bring you some food instead if you want to stay in your room? But you'll be better than me at picking out what food you like, so it seems easier for you to come with." 

Tyau is still for a second and then takes a couple of steps forward. "I-I'm not fussy?"

"Even so, this seems easier." Kavia shrugs. "Want me to carry you?" 

He's quiet for a moment, thinks about all the stairs. "I- if you- if you don't- mind? Please?"

"If I minded I wouldn't offer," she reiterates, crouching down and holding out an arm so Tyau can climb up and sit on her shoulder. 

"You know, you're the first dragon I've met who was small enough to carry. It's kind of fun. Weird, but fun." 

Tau climbs carefully up onto her shoulders. "Oh. I- I'm glad?"

Kavia does not pat Tyau on the head. Nope. No patting the tiny cute dragon.

Off to the kitchens, careful on the stairs so she doesn't jolt her passenger around too much. 

He looks around, trying to take things in - and definitely trying to map the way out in his head.

The tower's structure isn't very complex, and the kitchen has easy access to the outside. Of course, nearly every room has easy access to the outside if one is capable of flight. 

"You can come down here whenever you want food, now you know the way," Kavia says casually. 

There are people in the kitchen! More than half of them are human, but not by very much, the rest being a mix of various species. Some of them are cooking, and others are sitting around a table to eat. Kavia waves to the group, greeting a few of them individually as she goes past. 

Tyau gives something that might be a nod, and shrinks at little as he notices the other people - doing his best to be unnoticeable, which isn't necessarily as easy when you're perched on someone's shoulders.

They mostly ignore Tyau, although one green-skinned girl is peering at him as though she'd like to talk to him. 

Kavia points out the wide selection of dragon-appropriate foods, and picks out a plateful of human food for herself while she's waiting for Tyau to pick something. 

He doesn't quite seem to know what to do with such a wide selection, but eventually manages to choose something he recognises - although he does look to Kavia to make sure that's okay.

She smiles encouragingly. "Is that all you want? We can go back to your room to eat, if you like. It's kind of crowded in here." 

He nods. "I- please?"

So they can go back to Tyau's room where it's quiet, and eat there. 

"D'you think you could do that on your own?" Kavia asks between bites. "Or should I come with you again next time?" 

He's quiet. "I- maybe? Probably? I-yes. I'll be fine?"