We can go to see a show, but I'll make you pay

Nightjar was, in fact, quickly dozing off again when he was jarred from sleep by a jab to his gut. It was gentle and well-meaning but he squeaked like a dog toy and flailed his legs until he was on his side with his sightless head turned rather accurately in Elwood's direction. His mouth opened wide and he yipped, only to burp loudly and then immediately sneeze.

The Beta was quite lucky that Nightjar was asleep when he arrived and not feeding, or more than noxious air might've found its way up from his gut. Instead, he burped again and began wriggling his nose, partly interested in his own emissions and partly reaching for the Beta's somewhat familiar scent.