Swiftbeak experimentally flexed his claw- because clearly that's what "don't move it much" means- and quietly wondered to himself if the man had just applied some kind of brightly colored but useless paste. Still, it didn't immediately make his foot wither and fall off, so he was doing better than expected.<br/><br/>"Thank you. You are as generous as you are pungent." The gryphon bowed his head and carefully maneuvered through the cramped streets to make his way back to where he assumed the Hellguard would still be gathered.