Robin looked at the man for a moment, as if trying to read his thoughts. He was a little suspicious. "A snake you say? I knew a snake back home. Sir Hiss. Fell in with the wrong crowd, you know. Bit of a follower."

He leaned forwards, resting on his arms.
"Are you really a snake? What do I call you?"

He looked at the little packet and tore it open, breaking the biscuit it two. He cleared his throat and read out loud, "You will make a new friend." He looked up at his companion. Was this to be true?