Zun paid no mind to the spit, and actually refilled the spoon with stew, trying to nudge the elf into eating it. Meanwhile, he used his bowl holding hand to gesture to himself once more, speaking clearly "Zun'woh." before gesturing to the trolless, and saying "Zul'mora." And lastly, he gestured to the crying elf, trying to soothe her with the promise of food while urging her to answer. They had time, plenty of time in fact... Though, he did have to take care of their visitor before the ice magic thawed... Good thing he had a spare shackle... In truth, he had come with four, expecting to tame one druid, and being ready incase the first couple shackles were broken.<br/><br/>If it wasn't another druid, then the shackles would be less effective, but he had his hopes, because otherwise there would be problems...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>