Draiss stared at the accused, and then prodded V'elen to wakefulness. Like a commoner would try to prod an angry, irritable great wyrm red dragon. Exceedingly carefully. While doing that, he shrugged, and sat down in the chair, before pulling out a small, non-magical dagger, and began cleaning his nails. "Alright, I can play this game too. Go ahead and present your case, I will counter afterwards. And I plead not guilty, not through failure to violate, but through intent to help. And that should count for something, otherwise everyone else would be in the same damn stand."<br/><br/>He was stalling for time, he would need V'elen's memories to get off the hook, to show why that beyonder in particular had come through, as well as the rest. He could do it, it wasn't impossible, but he would do this like he always did. By meeting them head on, in their own game, and winning.