[The feelings on the reunion are mutual. Not that Otto thinks it's bad to see Beck again, it's just complicated. He could go the rest of his time in Ryslig without seeing this man again and it'd be... fine, really. But again, he doesn't actively mind.

At the mention of 'those things', his own wings reflexively do that vibrating flutter that dragonflies excel at. And if you thought a normal-size dragonfly is audible, just imagine the sort of noise a human-sized one can produce.]

Mine are loud. [When he first arrived, he was a bit envious of flying monsters. Not anymore.] ... Anyway, it's no problem. The sooner you learn how to feed yourself, the better. And I mean that in the most objective way possible.