[Alastor's shadow easily catches the little piece of baked dough, swiftly carrying her back to Alastor who languidly holds out one hand to take her. He makes sure not to grip her with his claws, showing that she can run away any time she desires.]

Thank you, old boy, for the assist.

[He grins down at her.]

As I was saying, my dear, you decided to isolate yourself. You should've anticipated the opportunity someone might spy you and attempt to engage you away from potential allies. Not that I intend to engage you, mind. No no no no, you're a spicy little bit of baked dough that I find quite entertaining!