[ Reynir is still getting the hang of how to get himself on-screen for sending video messages, and his ability to do so right now is somewhat compromised by the fussy, bleating, day-old lamb that he is holding in his arms. It's managing to wriggle around quite a lot even wrapped up in a blanket, and so the video isn't exactly the steadiest. ]

Kieran! Hello! This is Reynir. Do you remember me?

[ He sort of assumes Kieran doesn't but just goes on: ]

You're helping with the ranch and I was wondering if you have any animals for milking, because this little guy just showed up and he's- oof!

[ The lamb had butted it's face against Reynir's chin, interrupting him. ]

-he's really hungry, and I don't know if the stuff in the mess hall is gonna cut it.

[ Sure there is 'milk' there but most of it is either powdered or some weird low-fat nonsense and this is just a baby, it needs nutrients and fats and Reynir knows it isn't old enough to eat anything else, yet. ]