That's fine. He just wanted to let them know he was here first. The moment he's acknowledged with that finger, he turns and heads out to where the tables have been set up for later this evening, carefully lowering his plate stack down on top of it. He watches it a moment... and then decides to split the stack in half creating a new pile next to the first.

By the time he returns, Eleven is tucking that flower into the cover. He can't help but glance at it, noting what kind it is before he looks up and... pauses. Their eyes didn't glow before, right?

"I... uh, if we invited the animals to dinner, would the Protector know?" he asks after a beat, his attention lingering on the monster's face curiously.