Firelizard Mayhem [D'hys]

You are quite the chatty one… at least to yourself. Most call that insanity. Zeianth hadn’t yet ruled it out himself but he was starting to get the sense that this particular green was much smarter than most likely thought and her ramblings were being projected louder than intended due to the distress of her rider being injured. He knew he wouldn’t sit quietly by if D’hys was attacked or hurt so his comment was more teasing than anything serious, as his sudden reassurance that it wasn’t her fault showed. Flowers are a dreadfully boring topic so I won’t blame you for sleeping. I also suspect this was planned out and even if you were awake, they would have descended. Either way, it was done and there wasn’t a reason to dwell on it.

“An herbal scent will be fine, thank you. I’ll leave the scent up to you to decide on however. That’s one area I don’t know much about,” if there were bottles of each oil to sniff, that would be a different story but D’hys was fine in leaving it all up to R’ana to sort out. He was confident she wouldn’t make some horrible concoction since it wouldn’t serve her any good to do such a thing and risk angering him so there wasn’t a need to worry on his end.

Stepping out of the way, D’hys quietly watched R’ana clean up and wondered why he kept putting up with firelizards as much as he did the entire time. It was likely partially due to Z’ia’s comfort with the creatures and how Plague would never allow him to ban her anyway as the little evil green flitter would pop in constantly without Z’ia to harass him. Zeianth’s own indifference to them eased some of D’hys’ fears as well though he still didn’t fully trust them and what their re-emergence meant. It could all be a ploy and they were still carriers of something that flitter and dragon alike were immune to but it could turn into something worse. D’hys had no idea how that would work but it seemed like a logical fear to him.

“Dinner is only for me. I make enough for several days so you’re not interrupting much. Although, when you interrupt, you do make a show out of it.” It was still a bit surreal how R’ana was suddenly in his hut, firelizards were attacking, and Zeianth was bellowing. That was certainly not something he would have expected that evening or at any time. All bets placed would have been lost, D’hys was sure. Who would even believe such a tale?

Zeianth gave a nod of his head to Shanith as she explained the bite on her rider’s shoulder and nudged D’hys into taking his kindness act a little further and offering assistance. D’hys was, of course, happy keeping the distance now that he knew of her injuries but she was currently coating herself in various creams and her calmness did wonders in keeping the bluerider from panicking as well. If she wasn’t worried over being scratched, then he shouldn’t worry over getting close to such things. He silently disappeared after the question was asked of him and reappeared a moment later with the requested bandages. They were set on the counter near R’ana and he made a show of checking her over, taking stock of the small scratches he had missed before during the commotion.  “Do you need assistance in applying the cream? Purely platonic, of course. I do have V’zire after all. I just don’t want it said that I’m a terrible host and didn’t see you properly cared for.”