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"Do all your quarrels end in a pile of bones, Savryn? I should think not or you wouldn't have two living brothers, now would you?" Glancing her over. "I think I'd have fun quarreling with you." He wasn't surprised over her last statement since she was probably the most close-mouthed female he'd ever come across. "Perhaps one day I'll gain enough favor to pry one loose."

Lerciana took the bundle from her and gave a nod. "He was given a specialized potion that should help counter the effect of the sun on him whether or not he's clothed. We typically wear much less out here for ease in getting around not really because of the heat." Her fingers brushed over the pendant slowly and she glanced back up at the other dragon. "I'll see that he gets these and knows precisely who they come from. Does the pendant have special meaning?"

He knew this was going to happen and that Seon was not helping. "Were almost married," he snapped angrily at it then glanced in surprise at Kaznec. "The marking ritual was one half of the ceremony, dragonlord. Were you not aware of that?" And they both knew that Fellnathir was just going to have to swallow her pride and allow the white dragoness in to see him or there was only going to be more trouble. "You can see her as soon as you feel able. I'd rather have her see you looking healthy than pale and shaky as you are now."

"He knew! He looooovvveeeessssss her. Lots and lots and lots. At least Lynnie says so. Don't you Kazzy?"

"Not all of them. Deacon is a perfect example of that." Smirking lightly and giving a little shrug. "You'd at least give me a run for my money. Be it with words or with blades, at least I'd like to think so." So he wasn't so bad to hang around she supposed. "Break your your crowbar then Kelligrin. You may need it. But who knows...enough effort may be worth such things."

"He just knows that it's meant to keep the one who wears it safe. He had it first and the gave it to me, I think it's his turn to have it again." Yes with Kaznec comfort very much came from objects. What little she could offer was more than enough in her opinion. "Thank you very much for this."

'Because I said so' wasn't going to fly and she knew it. But she watched him passing a look over her, paying it no particular mind other than it was just his own curiosity. Her bladed tail snaked behind her in angry motions at all of this. Yes she knew that she would have to give into the questioning young dragonlord's wants...least she feared that he would do something that would cause himself further harm. Dyranthirim spoke the words she would have to vomit up though, saving her the trouble. A snort and a nod, "Eat something, and she can see you..." Petting over Cyvalor lightly, perhaps to assure the little dragonling that no one was mad enough to eat him despite the atmosphere.

"Because I really don't care what you're all about. Are you just dying to tell me about yourself or something? I never ask questions, just to ask questions or hear myself talk. And frankly, what you're all about isn't essential to you being here, or on my ship for that matter." Shrugging nonchalantly before examining her nails a moment. "This world is not full of puppies and hugs and friendliness. The more one knows about you, the more harm they can cause you. May want to remember that."

"So very sad he's the exception to the rule there." Smirking behind her hair and continuing his oiling as well as making sure she was doing her own properly. "I can be anything you want me to be, Vryn. All you have to do is ask." Quieting for a moment and then lightly brushing his finger up over her arm just to mess with her and test her reaction.

"If you're sure." She didn't really agree since as a Rider dragon, regardless of how much time she'd spent in the actual encampment, she was in more danger by default. She had a feeling Kaznec might see it the very same way as well. "You're welcome, Jaebelltiah. Do you have any other questions?"

Kaz didn't like being kept in this tent and being stared down by two strangers, being told that he couldn't see Jae. He had priorities and since he wasn't unconscious anymore, well that meant she was at the top of the list by default. Throat drying up again, a side effect of the heat or his mildly rising anxiety, he took another gulp of water before turning his attention back to Areesa. Sometimes he couldn't understand a lot of what she said or screamed... But ok, he knew who "Lynnie" was. "Yes, the Laerethe informed us of the method and the consequences. The marking ritual was done to protect her while we were in potential Rider territory." And it had worked, and then they had ended up here. How and where exactly still quite unknown to him. Nodding to both dragons though, he glanced around the small space. He wasn't sure how well he could stomach food right now, he still felt disoriented and off balance for some reason... But if those were the terms, he'd oblige. "I will try. I have one question though. What happened to my clothes?" His uniform especially. Could not lose that.

"We can enjoy his squirming together." Shrugging though, eyes blankly watching her lap where the leather sat with her fingers working oils still. "I never doubted you can understand the sheer meaning as well as the deeper meaning of things. Though just like D'vinns...Intharas never make threats, only promises."

She tilted her head, giving a snort as Dyranthirim turned his attention elsewhere...and had items to come back with. Oh whomever that was, they were going to get a work over. She had enough going on around here and she didn't need more. "Yes...when we got to you, you were both stripped down no doubt in attempt to try and keep you from cooking yourself and probably her as well." Crossing her arms and tail curling behind her tightly as if she was clenching her fist. Reaching down to Cyvalor whom she had set down, she pet between his hair before moving over to some bins, coming back with something akin to a hunk of jerky. Ripping off a smaller piece, she handed it to the little gold while the other was handed to the red and black. "Another reason you may feel bad is because that marking that you did indeed do, has worn off now. You need not worry about it anymore and your body will readjust quickly. Now no more questions. Eat."

She had no idea how true her words actually were. He had quite the bone to pick with the Captain though that would have to wait for another time. Work was more important as was Savryn's safety. "We're too nice for threats, Vryn. But we never break our promises either."

He took the jerky with a happy trilling purr-like noise all of their kind knew how to make and took a hasty bite then grinned up at her. She was a lot nicer than some of the others had said.

He didn't want to talk about the marking, didn't really want to think about the implications or how dangerous it could be to leave it unfinished. Seeing him eat though, he felt honorbound to hold up his end of the bargain and he left the tent, seeking out the white dragoness. "Jaebelltiah? Kaznec is requesting your presence. We're willing to let you see him as long as you keep it short and don't upset him. If you're ready, follow me, please."

"Something to be proud of." Nodding lightly and then looking to his direction, offering up whatever piece of now slightly slick but soft leather she had been given. "Good?" And absentmindedly rubbing at her cheek which of course transferred a little of that oil, the boost in scent from being clsoe to her nose make her startle a little. Nice, but strong.

She watched him dress, making sure that he wouldn't topple over or anything before she let her guard down some and decided that she better steel herself as her partner in crime so to speak wandered off...no doubt to get that dragoness. Seeing them both eating she nodded lightly and waited..."Trust me, you'll feel fine by tomorrow I think." Taking a moment to break apart the dragonlings portion again into a smaller one easier to handle for the little dragon.

Jaebelltiah was picking at her food lightly, not really eating too much and more of just sitting. Well...at least she knew one or two would talk to her with enough prompting. A jump though at the voice that beckoned her and she only nodded to him...before more or less scrambling up to follow him eagerly. Being led into the tent she restrained the want to jump his person...seeing as he was eating and would probably choke and that wasn't good. Or he may be sore, or still sick, or... "Kaznec." Oh scew it. Thusly more or less jumping him with a full body hug of arms, wings, tail and all. It was just nice to see him up again...well, sitting not exactly up yet.

Her tail had been very interesting until the petting, which got a nuzzle and one of those long looks of hers that meant she was processing what was said to her. Puff of sapphire mist later and there was her little self...whom promptly fell over and got herself right back up. "Rest time?"