Mavolus laughed with Sakura and her daughters. "Haha, no doubt they'll acquire your level of sass and wit in due time, if they haven't already," he said through his laughter. He turned as Isis approached, bedraggled and drowsy, and took a seat at the table. After watching her scarf down loads of food and watching her leave, he could only be caught by surprised by the following conversation. Of course she felt duty-bound,  but this was an important mission. There was nothing he could do about it, though, as Isis was the most stubborn woman he'd ever met. Mavolus, turning back to the calming wyvern, nodded his head at her advice. "Of course. I may be large, but I'm not unwitting. We'll take great care in the forests."