First thing's first. Blanket time.

Toby picked it up and ran it through his fingers for a moment, feeling how brilliantly soft it was. Griffin, however, seemed to know what was coming and want no part in it. Almost instantly she tried to flop her way back off of him and start a game of hide and seek or something, but Toby had good reflexes. He had hold of her with one hand before she even set one talon on the floor, and draped the blanket over her with the other hand.

While Griffin squirmed, Toby wrapped the blanket around her, and all too soon she was all nice and cozy in a neat little blanket burrito. She tried to fight it, but Toby could see just how tired the creature was, and gently rocked from side to side to soothe her.

"It's okay, Griffin. I'll stay here with you until you fall asleep. And then, tomorrow, soon after you wake up, I'll be back again, won't I?" He nodded to emphasise his words and everything. "Anyway, first I got some food for you. You'll like that, I know you will."

Still she wriggled, but that was just a part of Griffin's personality, so Toby didn't take it personally. He took the bottle that he'd set aside and stood it right in front of him.

"Incendio," the seventh year said, pointing his wand inside of it and making quick work of melting down the meat. It looked... incredibly unappetising to his delicate human tendencies, but he knew how much Griffin loved it. "Aguamenti." Setting his wand down, Toby picked up the bottle and shook it all up as he looked at his baby griffin.

"Mmmm... melty meat water. I hope you're hungry!"

SQUAWK!

"I thought so."