Undol laughed nervously as Mirana showed him the inside of her mouth. While it was usually an intimidating scene for the Lilliputian, it did sort of calm him with the ‘business as usual’ feeling the teasing gave. He looked more comfortable as he leaned back on her tilted palm, his expression looking more relaxed now.<br/><br/>As Mirana began moving, he clutched onto one of her fingers to steady himself as he bounced slightly while riding in her palm. He gazed out at the scenery of the bar—of course, most of the people had fled by this time…but the scenery of the place showed more carnage than he had seen for years. His gaze turned quickly to the striped shifter as she quickly walked past. He was about to speak out to her…but seeing how angry she looked, he suddenly held back his words. He laughed nervously, scratching his head to try to hide his somewhat shaken reaction.<br/><br/>The two began to near the long-haired Collie... if the tiny man’s presence wasn’t noticeable before, it was apparent as he stared from her hands over at him. The Lilliputian’s expression looked relaxed but intently serious in a way as he looked surveying at the Collie. He lifted up his free hand and waved over at him, his arm paling in scale compared to the woman’s fingers that were below him. “Hey there, buddy,” he called out to Ureck in a cheerful voice.<br/><br/>As his Nekojin ride knelt down next to the Collie, the Lilliputian’s head tilted up and down as he studied the doglike man’s wounds, his expression so serious that it could also be seen as mockery. However, his calm voice contrasted with whatever mocking tone his facial expression may have had as he commented, “Well, it looks like you got a little hurt here. I’d assume you’re one of the ‘good guys,’ if the bartender isn’t getting pissed off at you for sticking around.”<br/><br/>Undol chuckled, continuing to look at Ureck’s leg. “I’m not much of a magic-user, but I’ve got a knack for squeezing out magical energy from pretty looking things.” He pulled out a wand from his belt that was adorned with the holy symbol for Pelor ((If that’s the healing god in the universe)), most likely left there by whoever had prepared the tiny wand for the man. “You aren’t the most hurt one here, but hey, you’re the one standing the most still, plus you look like a pretty talkable fellow. How about I patch you up a bit with some healing magic?” he asked Ureck in a friendly tone.<br/><br/>((Bluff check for Ureck to see if Undol might have an ulterior motive, though Ureck might be able to connect the dots anyways since he left the deck of cards there: 1d20 + 11: 5 + 11 = 16))<br/><br/>((Listen check to see if Undol can still hear what’s going on in the kitchen: 1d20 + 9: 5 + 9 = 14))