Victor took a look at his options. Compared to her apprentice, Siuddithsi was a case of instant gratification. He'd be done and on his way. Anavar was a little different. Not only would he be taking longer, he'd be pressed into a sort of servitude for who knew how long. The question would have been a none issue if it were not for the fact that he had planned on laying low for a considerable amount of time. Going back home would mean certain death and simply stepping out of the forest in human form had it's own chances. With a sigh, he broke down.<br/><br/>" Anavar. I'll avail myself to the services of your pupil...if that appeals to the court." He said with some venom cast at the fairies. " What happens to those lost limbs. Do they just sit around feeding the plants?"