Soaring down over the street on her lusus' back, Rianon could see the palpable anger that Austri was displaying, and what serendipitous timing it looked like she had dodged a punch. It was always wonderful to get until a royalists skin. "Temper, temper, butt-kisser," Rianon called out to her as she and Crowma passed overhead. Crowma made some low, disapproving creaks. Her charge doing what she does in the middle of nowhere Four Fronds, fine, but she couldn't get too cocky in a city. Rianon just giggled, looked like she'd need to go to Civisect since New Hemisect didn't quite pan out.