After only a few minutes, He Ming returns to the kennel with a bowl full of dry bits of condensed food, packed down to include all the nutrition and vitamins that he needs during the pregnancy.

"I'm back." He Ming laces his fingers through the bars, smiling at Ilima. "I brought you your dinner."

It's getting late in the evening. He Ming wants to inspect him again, but he also wants to make sure that Ilima isn't nervous or afraid, which he's worried might negatively impact the Growlithe pups. For now he pushes the dish through the flap in the kennel door and watches carefully.