[ Old Sun blinks, dipping his head, but then seems to understand. With a last longing look, he turns to slink away, following the other snakes. She chuckles rather proudly at their progress as she continues, paying closer attention to which snakes have and have not gotten their treats.

In the end, most follow Old Sun's example, and she's finally able to fold up the bag, saving the rest for another day. ]

You're not as bad at it as you thought. They don't appear to be rushing us, either.

[ She grins. ]

...Which is good, since our guests should be arriving soon. [ They can continue this another time--whenever inspiration strikes. ]