"Aw c'mon, what're you tryin' to do to me," Danny mutters, head resting back. He'd barely overcome the thumb job and now there's chest licking? He moves the cold bowl to his lap to cool things down.

Rolling his head to look at Hedwig, he lets his gaze drop for a moment, then reaches for the licorice wheel. He clamps one end between his teeth and unravels the rest, pressing the other end into Hedwig's mouth. Then Danny starts eating.