Liandra tried her best to cover herself up as Camille approached Davilon, her every step causing the warm hand to quake beneath the tiny girl, which made it a very difficult task to say the least.  With one hand she waved timidly up at Davilon while crouched down in the palm of Camille's hand.<br/>"Um...hi proffessor."  She timildy spoke with a bright red face.  "Uh...Camille says you're ready for my wings."