"We shall," he said and walked towards the door and held it open for her. He was worried about the role they would have to play around the mage, but he figured the would play it by ear. From the top of the steps Artimer shouted for Darrel, "Oi, maggot, I have been up ten minutes and still no breakfast, I have rocks that have more sense then you do." He stomped down the stairs. 'Please don't get mad, I may need to refer to you as a prized pet or something. Just don't eat anything till I've smelt it for poisons.'<br/><br/>"Oi, maggot, I am talking to you." Artimer stopped at the base of the stairs, his foot tapping, and his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes were scanning the area, looking for possible exits, but anyone looking on him would think he was looking for Darrel.<br/><br/>-- ---------<br/><br/>Darrel heard the dragon calling for him, "Why must I get the bossy dragon. My first one was submissive, why can't he be the same." He continued to ignore the dragon as he finished the final pieces of the circle. "As soon as that bitch is dead, I will lure him in here and force the bond," he mumbled to himself cackling just a little. "He likes his pet a little to much, must separate them." He finally completed the circle.<br/><br/>"Oi, slacker, don't make me find you," the damn dragon was getting annoying, he could only hope he would not be this way after the bond was made. Dressing in his mage clothes once again and making sure he looked humble, he walked out of the room closed the door and walked to where the dragon will see him.