Zhenya had inched backwards a few inches. She didn't want to be near the dragon when it let out a giant belch. She was sure fire would come out. Would it? She didn't want to be near it when she saw it happen. She was nodding eagerly to herself, trying to wish the dragon to go to the food. When Roro finally made its way to the food, she let out a small sigh of relief, then laughed silently as she saw some of the students get sprayed with the gunk he was calling food. She would have been absolutely mortified it it had hit her in the face, but luckily it didn't. She inched back a bit more just in case, though, and watched as Roro chose his real food over the students.