Where were they? They had been right there. Did cookies move? They didn't taste alive. Keeper frowned deeper and stretched his tendril, and then added another one just in case. The air made him deflate a bit and he scowled. Stupid air. There were no tasty cookies under his tentacles.

He might have to risk it.

He peeked out from under the table and up at a human.

"I'm not delicious."