Char quickened his pace a little too, but he continued to look utterly confused.

Rub it in... rub what in, exactly? Jeez, did the kid really want that stupid bug that badly? If he was gonna get that frustrated over it, then might as well give Bulba a hand. That's what big brothers were supposed to do, after all.

So he put on a short burst of speed, long neck darting out as his jaws snapped shut. He lowered his head down to Bulba's level. A single wing peeked out from behind his teeth, giving off a feeble, dying twitch.

"Here," Char mumbled through clenched teeth. "Caught it for ya."