[ the other huaisang nods, turning his head slightly towards the plain spot of ground beside him. little fortune seems pleased with this development, and squirms around on the ground like an oversized cat so he can drape properly across this nie huaisang's lap and stick his tummy out underneath the other one's hands.

pet him please. it's a nice distraction for huaisang, who glances over his companion when he reaches for the raspberries to continue serving his griffin. that feeling remains...a strange want for honesty he's not sure he's felt in years. slowly, still on guard, he looses a tiny bit of information. nothing dangerous. ]

I've always had a hand for them, admired them. [ he scritches underneath the griffin's chin again. ] Though, I never imagined I'd be able to ride on one. I've no sword or saber to fly on - imagine the stories that would be told if I showed up to one of those conferences like this!

[ the headshaker and his bird. ]