Davrin watched, a faint fond and amused smile playing on his lips as the grand First Talon, most feared assassin and legendary mage-slayer, cooed at his pet snake and put her away. She might be safer at the Lighthouse for more reasons than just tricking Lucanis into living in a room. If anyone wanted to get at Lucanis in a similar way they'd attacked his grandmother by killing his family members, they'd go after the snake. Mercy on anyone that tried, but she was still a...well, cute was the only word, weak spot for the man.

"Punching bears doesn't transfer their strength and snoring to me, you know. If fighting something managed that, you'd be an all powerful mage by now."