It was okay. The seal would be okay. Diryas would be okay. He could tell by the way Diryas' posture suddenly relaxed that the other was definitely relieved, and that was enough to make Zebulon feel relieved by itself. Good. They hadn't accidentally bashed anything too hard this time. The seal seemed plenty alive, and even ... apologetic?
If the way the seal waved its flipper and then attempted to rub its face meant anything, it was definitely sheepish.
Hm. They couldn't exactly carry a seal back.
"Uh, you feeling well enough to walk back to camp?"
The seal made a couple squeaks in response, before slapping its flippers against the ground. Too bad Zebulon didn't speak human-attempting-to-speak-seal very well.
((Loot: Nada))
Amasis
Character Name: Zebulon Castaneda
Brief description of character: Zebulon accompanies his even temper and clear mind with an oft-frustrating tendency to be snarky even in the most serious moments, needling people far past the point he should. Tagging along is a need for control, tempered by the fact that he does usually know what he's talking about. His normal ease seems lessened at current, though his control over himself is back now that he's removed enough from the conflict with the metal vulture.
Deity: Athena
Weapon: Shield
HP: 56
Minicert: n/a
