He continues to offer Alaric the food while his fingers run through hair, across his neck, into those smaller strands at the base of his skull...wherever his fingers ended up, really, he wasn't paying much attention other than to Alaric himself.

He hummed in response, but made a mental note to find a new collar when he was out next, something similar inn style maybe, but that could be enchanted. Something with focus points.

"That's a good idea. Here: for now...it'll only last an hour or so." He traced lightly along the edge of the collar at Alaric's throat, the small purple glyph outlining and then vanishing when finished. "I'm always happy to chase things from your mind, literally or otherwise."