Duster nods and holds up his bag. His quiet and unremarkable presence allows animals to be calm around him, and while he admits he has a soft spot for them, it's mostly the chocobo treats that make the large birds love him.

"Take some of mine. I bought too many." He reaches into the bag and pulls out a handful of greens. Already a sports them and wanders closer to Duster's hand.

"...Once they get comfortable, you can try petting them."