<span style="font-style: italic">"Oh, no, it wasn't what you said that was odd, it was how you said it.  Few people are so willing to curl up with a spirit that they've only known for a few hours, especially one who's openly said he can pull someone's soul out of their body.  Although I don't think you can really call us strangers after what you did to Kellus."</span>Folding his wings around Jaku, his embrace feels very different than that of a flesh-and-blood creature; although there's most definitely force behind his grasp, his body doesn't have any substance and is literally light as air.  There's also an odd tingling sensation wherever he touches, something that Jaku can't help but notice in their present state.<br/><br/>When Jaku mentions him going off to wherever it is that spirits go, Azlant's expression changes, and he looks almost contemplative before speaking again.<span style="font-style: italic">"Well, that's certainly true.  As we are visitors, of a sort, my kind can't normally exist in this world without an...anchor, so to speak.  Something, or someone, that we can bind ourselves to in order to remain here.  Obviously mine is Kellus, usually, but for the duration of his stay inside you, he moved it to the crystal there.  As for our shared history, Kellus will likely show that to you himself at some point.  Summarizing over 900 years of history can take a while, but he can give you much more, much quicker, now that you've fully taken him within you."</span><br/><br/><br/>Meanwhile, Kellus slowly wakes within Jaku.  Or at least, he thinks he does; he can tell that he's been moving slowly but steadily for some time, and he knows that Jaku isn't nearly this long.  Unable to really do anything about it though, he just relaxes, knowing that he'll arrive wherever she intends him to exactly when she wants him to, and not before.