He looked at his messenger boy for the clan master, and immediately relaxed, before yawning. "Oh, my apologies, I thought something important had happened or arrived. My mistake, must come from being so young and not having a PROPER upbringing, so how am I expected to know what some ancient fossil wants? And why should I care about your instructions? The only time any of my so called clan ever even so much as acknowledge the fact I am alive is when you need something from me."<br/><br/>He already had the teleport spell ready, more than ready to run from a losing battle like this. All he had to do was say the activation line aloud, and he would be gone. His tail flicked at Tuor, gesturing for her to get back, since if this was going like he expected and half hoped, he would end up having to either fight to the death with the older dragon or run for a week.