Devaguea moved his chair around to face her, before giving her a slight smile, hiding his unease and fear with a practiced mask and a slow head shake. "Sadly, I do not. I took the name Devaguea when I realized I needed a name and my... 'caretaker' didn't care enough to provide one."<br/><br/>He honestly tried to tone down the vitriol as he talked of Arvinus, but knew he wasn't really hiding it that well. "Perhaps you would like to sit? This isn't something that is going to be easy or quick, the thief saw to that. I am, however, more than glad to meet you, and glad it didn't take as long as I feared it might."<br/><br/>The dragon disguised as a kobold paused for a moment, seeing if the gold would speak, before gesturing to the chair next to him. "Please sit, this will likely take a while, and there is no reason to be more uncomfortable than necessary."<br/><br/>Once she sat down, he took a deep breath, for a kobold, before leaning forward. "I forgive you, not that you need it, but because you seem to think you did something wrong. You did not, the thief was beyond your abilities, even if combined with my sire. You could no more stop that one from stealing my egg than you could have stopped the tides. And I have already returned the insult and damage he did by stealing me by killing him in return and dispersing his power for a century."