We'll go for the clearing. But you don't need to worry about anyone moving in on our turf. [He taps at his temple with two fingers.] They're going to find themselves pleasantly diverted.

[He shoots a look at her, joking:] Don't judge me, my PhD is useless here. [Also he suddenly lacks a mansion and an inheritance. As they go he roughly halves the bread with both hands and passes one half over to her.]

I can also try and see if telepathy will work with them. I don't have a lot of practice with animals and I'm not sure if what level of sentience they actually have, what with turning into gold and all.