Egil in some ways sees himself and the cats as like siblings, and siblings help each other out--so why shouldn't he share? He chews happily on one of the pieces of meat, while not-so-stealthily pushing another piece off the chair's tray and onto the floor.

Pyrrha doesn't mind much, as long as the food doesn't stay on the floor, and as long as Egil is actually eating most of it.