"No problem, friend," says Leo, before turning to the glaring gnoll. "Look buddy, we don't eat people, okay? And anything that can talk is people."

Leo shrugs and gestures invitingly to the gnoll.

Leo sighs.

"Okay, you know you can just buy food downtown right? Or, assuming you're a student, you got a meal plan. But if you really gotta hunt somethin', I guess I can help ya find proper prey."

"That seems unnecessarily complex, but you do you buddy. Lets go find a place with plenty a' birds for ya ta catch in elaborate Rube Goldberg traps. There's gotta be a hunter who'd know where ta go around here somewhere..."

Leo starts asking around (and hopefully the gnoll follows him) to find the best hunter on campus.

Leo's palm strikes his face with a resounding crack.

"Howdy Rae.  I actually never got his name, fella don't talk much, but ya should probably know he's gonna try and catch the two of ya with an elaborate trap so he can eat ya. Who's yer angelic friend?"