Assan was more than happy to be pet and pampered again, chirping and half rolling onto his back in Lucanis lap to better facilitate the adoration. It was a good, temporary distract for Davrin to watch as he tried to put the question into a sensible order.

He looked Spite right in his- well, Lucanis' purple eyes.

"What do you think about what's going on? Between Lucanis and me."