Squall is perfectly fine giving Bahamutt all the attention he can muster. He's on his knees and squatting by the time angeal comes up with an idea. Squall trying to reach all the hard to get places for the best pets. He really loves dogs and misses having all the puppies around him. His DTF is great of course, he adores Griever and sometimes even gets to give him pets too but he's way too big to cuddle with for any human sized bed and can't fit in most rooms.

"Oh? Did you eat yet? I'm fine cooking. Is there something in particular you're in the mood for Angeal?" He reluctantly stops the petting but gives Bahamutt one more nice scratch behind the ears before standing up once more. "And how many people are we talking? I guess if you have flour and eggs I can make pasta. That's usually good for a large crowd." A hand goes under his own chin in thought of what else he could make. He has no idea what kind of things Angeal has in his kitchen either to make.