Well then, he will pick something off a tray and start eating. A sandwich, first, but those pastries are tempting...

"Basically a robot?" He asks between bites, "Nothing wrong with being organized, though I am definitely not that." 

"How much of this should those of us who are not malnourished be eating," Alex asks, approaching the table and considering his options. 

"Morgan is exaggerating, Sawney is fine. Just very organized."

"Go ahead. This is technically for everyone, they should wonder in any minute and grab something."

Alright, he'll try a tiny pizza, then. 

Tastes nice. Fluffier and with what might be a mix of eggs and chicken. 

Huh. Interesting. He will sample other things too. 

Nom.

"This is really good," he tells Morgan, "Do you guys eat like this all the time? Or is this a special occasion due to," he waves at himself demonstratively. 

"I could say both? I did pick something that you could snack on later. And some of it is like, super-food that we get regularly but not in this concentration."

Franklyn floats so his a foot off the ground, in a higher voice he says. "They like your food. Say, thanks, Morgan."

"Thank you, Morgan."

Jamie laughs lightly, watching Franklyn float with a smile and a look of mixed delight and longing.

(Alex snorts and shifts to lean against him, reminding him to stay on the ground. It's not a necessary reminder at the moment, but it's habit.)

Adam walks in. "Already?" He says once he spots Franklyn with a towel around his waist. He picks up a not-pizza-thingie.

"We don't mind," Jamie tells him brightly. 

Any minding Alex might have done is fixed by the towel, actually, leaving him mostly appreciative of the view. It makes a good distraction from his other thoughts, though he's not staring or anything. He nods in agreement.

"Got to make them feel part of the family."

"I guess." He says picking up another snack at random.

He raises an eyebrow, eyes flicking between his brother and Franklyn. "Part of the family, is it? Very welcoming of you."

Jamie nudges him a bit with his elbow for that comment, snorting.

He's still watching Franklyn float, curious about the details of it, now. "How much can you lift with that gift? And, I'm guessing it's stamina? Given how much you use it?"

"Stamina, yes. I could lift a cow if I tried and didn't care much about how long flight was or for the cow's well-being when I dropped it. Which I usually do."

He bounces on his toes a bit as he steps a bit closer, food briefly forgotten. "How long could you lift me?" He is nowhere near as heavy as a cow friend (Franklyn: cute). Flying under someone else's power sounds fun! Also hot. Also he recognizes that he just got to fly for over an hour but like... that's no reason not to ask!

One track mind, Alex thinks, rolling his eyes while he bites into another not-pizza.

The answer involves a bit of math. You can use sorcerer's extra stamina the conventional way and that tires overtime, and Franklyn's flight can lift other things, but also tires overtime.

In short, he can keep up a long time if they have regular breaks.

Jamie will pay attention to the math as well as the short answer, this seems like important information. 

"Hmm, how hard is it to learn to share your stamina with other people?" Nothing wrong with doing it that way, but if he can help lessen the burden on Franklyn he'd like to. He wouldn't be surprised to learn that it's more than he could learn any time soon, though. They only just started those breathing exercises. 

"With our sort of stamina? I think a about a week?"