"Ah- Gaius...! Then, it must have happened at that time, for you..." Felih murmurs. "I was worried sick! That optimistic fool- going off to Garlemald on his own, even though I objected! We had a horrid fight- but hells, I was so relieved when Gaius returned him to us later on. Turns out he had stumbled upon the wreckage of the ship..."

He bites his lip. "I- no, I understand. We need to get you where you should be. You to yours, me here in mine. We have our own battles to fight," he says, walking over to the bathing area with a sigh, pouting as he has to use more conjury to clean up the mess of water P'rihnn has splashed everywhere.

"You're making a slipping hazard," comes the sigh.