Punishing a bomb is a delicate process even if one were so inclined to do so. When prodded with a foot it makes indignant motions with its tiny hands and floats to the side, though whether by its own volition or helped along by a nudge is hard to tell when the creature in question doesn't walk.
"Ah, but you did." He coils around himself as best as he's able to, though he lacks the flexibility some have with their reptilian tails. "Though you may know it not." Important to him ... before Elidibus had gone out of his way to point out that they would hold neither against a dragon's strength nor contain a small shapeshifted form. Useless - and puncturing an illusion he'd been hesitant to weigh for too long simply in the hopes that if he ignored it, the dragon wouldn't think to test it. But he no longer could, and he was aware of how steel fared against a beast of his ilk, which meant the dragon would be too.
Lahabrea doesn't explain this, he turns his thoughts mostly towards unraveling what he might do to otherwise secure some semblance of safety for others now that this was no longer suitable. It would delay only, and then not for long .. and then woe betide anyone he came across in such a state. "... No. I will be returning to such work soon enough."
A focus. Something to do. "..Mayhap it would be advisable you tend to other needs once you are clean than sitting around down here."
When did he? For a brief moment, it is clear Elidibus casts around for a memory of saying it. For once, he's certain it is not a problem with his failing memories and he is rewarded for his persistence with a pieced-together answer. It may not be the correct one, but it is an answer. After a little more time, he finally chooses a response. "My apologies."
But the.... dragon? Lahabrea? Had shown no sign of interest in leaving the cage that night. The Emissary wonders if he should bring the matter up now, to see to his ablutions and return with the conversation on his lips. Or leave for errands and bring up the matter that night when he returns. For his fellow Ascian had a point that he did not need to stay around all day. A balance of attendance and keeping an ordinary, such as it got here, routine. It had merit.
"There are a few matters I can see to," Elidibus agrees. "Mayhap when I return this evening, you would tell me how your day progressed. If the effects of having a Bonded sleep in your care it is notated for reference, it can be compared to the successive days and previous iterations of the full moon's sway you have experienced."
The Ascian nods. No dustpan or broom. He'll wait long enough to hear Lahabrea's response on the suggestion that they continue this 'experiment' this evening before he departs. As for his errands? Well, he'll certainly be willing to stop by long enough to make sure Lahabrea doesn't want him to pick up something while he's out.
He would later wonder why he had made it and not simply expected Lahabrea to tell him before he'd left the room earlier.
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"Ah, but you did." He coils around himself as best as he's able to, though he lacks the flexibility some have with their reptilian tails. "Though you may know it not." Important to him ... before Elidibus had gone out of his way to point out that they would hold neither against a dragon's strength nor contain a small shapeshifted form. Useless - and puncturing an illusion he'd been hesitant to weigh for too long simply in the hopes that if he ignored it, the dragon wouldn't think to test it. But he no longer could, and he was aware of how steel fared against a beast of his ilk, which meant the dragon would be too.
Lahabrea doesn't explain this, he turns his thoughts mostly towards unraveling what he might do to otherwise secure some semblance of safety for others now that this was no longer suitable. It would delay only, and then not for long .. and then woe betide anyone he came across in such a state. "... No. I will be returning to such work soon enough."
A focus. Something to do. "..Mayhap it would be advisable you tend to other needs once you are clean than sitting around down here."
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But the.... dragon? Lahabrea? Had shown no sign of interest in leaving the cage that night. The Emissary wonders if he should bring the matter up now, to see to his ablutions and return with the conversation on his lips. Or leave for errands and bring up the matter that night when he returns. For his fellow Ascian had a point that he did not need to stay around all day. A balance of attendance and keeping an ordinary, such as it got here, routine. It had merit.
"There are a few matters I can see to," Elidibus agrees. "Mayhap when I return this evening, you would tell me how your day progressed. If the effects of having a Bonded sleep in your care it is notated for reference, it can be compared to the successive days and previous iterations of the full moon's sway you have experienced."
The Ascian nods. No dustpan or broom. He'll wait long enough to hear Lahabrea's response on the suggestion that they continue this 'experiment' this evening before he departs. As for his errands? Well, he'll certainly be willing to stop by long enough to make sure Lahabrea doesn't want him to pick up something while he's out.
He would later wonder why he had made it and not simply expected Lahabrea to tell him before he'd left the room earlier.