He shakes his head. "I wish that were the case, but I'm not the hotheaded young bull I once was, and I'm in no shape for a proper horn-locking contest, any more. But take care, human... I do hope you can help us." He shifts back into the rat form, and scurries back out of the building, and into the city, once more.<br/><br/>Ama was by his side almost immediately, invisible for the first half an hour or so, until they were away from the city, though they could still talk, easily. "Men," she mutters, shaking her head. "You're all alike. One chance at a pretty face, and you bend over backwards to help them. One of these days, that's going to bite you in the ass, and you know it."