The harpy snickers at Aiyaka's protests. "Embarrassing? Eh, I suppose. Can't blame the frog though, can you? I sure can't," she looks Aiyaka up and down. "If anything, I have to wonder if that frog was some wizard's pet or something given its obvious intelligence and good taste to latch onto you. Now," she says, unconcerned as Felicity approaches on her higher branch, "We<span style="font-style: italic">could</span>keep her as a pet... but how am I supposed to be able to tell if it's all some kind of ruse, and you're really all taking her orders? Best to digest her and move on with your own kind." Aida nods happily at the clearly true statement, looking expectantly at Lamya.<br/><br/>Over in the small swamp, there are a few more tiny twitches of motion, mostly at and under the waterline. Aiyaka swears she saw a pair of eyes just above the waterline, looking at her before vanishing back under the surface with the slightest of ripples.