[He's thinking, though. Stepping back to look at the spine. This isn't something they've ever practiced. But Assan isn't large enough to carry Davrin yet.]
[Maybe - ]
[Davrin draws his sword. And then whistles. Out of the sky comes the aforementioned griffon, swooping in for a landing near his guardian. Davrin kneels to him, looking the young griffon dead in the eyes.]
Okay. This is new, but we need your help. You can't touch the spine, Assan. Understand? You've seen me use my sword. Can you do this? Cut the top off?
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[He's thinking, though. Stepping back to look at the spine. This isn't something they've ever practiced. But Assan isn't large enough to carry Davrin yet.]
[Maybe - ]
[Davrin draws his sword. And then whistles. Out of the sky comes the aforementioned griffon, swooping in for a landing near his guardian. Davrin kneels to him, looking the young griffon dead in the eyes.]
Okay. This is new, but we need your help. You can't touch the spine, Assan. Understand? You've seen me use my sword. Can you do this? Cut the top off?
[Can you hold on, Momo? Dad is talking to baby.]