Lim finds herself completely at a loss for words. She’d never been faced with a creature so terrifying before, and she’d swam with sharks in her life. But this...this basilisk creature was far more than she bargained for. Maybe, just maybe, they did get it wrong when they decided who would be the hero in their odd pairing. She was so terrified.<br/><br/>Wric only served to confuse her more when he cupped her cheek. The clear emotion in his eyes, concern for her...even after the way she treated him. The way they treated each other. The true mark of a hero is one who would sacrifice themself for the good of others, throwing themself into harm’s way so that it would not reach an innocent, and he was willing to do just that....for her. She wasn’t quite so quick. Even with him squeezing the near life out of her she was rendered speechless.<br/><br/>That is, until he let her go and made his remark to the manticore. Then all her original thoughts about the satyr came flooding back full force, confirming her previous suspicions of his immaturity and incompetence. The manticore vocalized her sentiments beautifully. With that, she stood and bowed her head slightly to the creature, “Thank you...uhm.” She didn’t actually know how to address him. Did she say sir?<br/><br/>But the manticore did not leave her with the struggle and merely answered the unspoken question. “I’m the dean of this school. Dr. Alborz Farzad. Nevertheless,” he continued, not giving Lim a chance to thank him more properly, the dean taking what she gave as satisfactory enough, “I highly suggest you return to your dorm. I will be sending a message to all the students to remain inside the building until this matter has been dealt with. It is not safe out here for ones as inexperienced as yourselves. Now go.” And with that, with a powerful flap of his wings, the dean leapt into the air and left to assess the damage and fix whatever had caused the escape of the monster.<br/><br/>Lim just stared as he left before turning to her partner and narrowed her eyes at him. “Don’t you..<i>ever</i>...touch me like that without my permission again. You got that?” Her finger pointed at him as she spoke, a threatening tone in her voice. Then, with a quick pivot of her heel, she turned and made her way back to the school.