He grinned and scratched harder. "And yet you also don't wanna move. Instincts are a horrible thing to inflict upon a sentient, sane person. Probably why I am so unconcerned by them."<br/><br/>He considered his next words carefully. "Besides, all three of the possible Fae I can think of actually pulling this off would be at least an even fight for your mother at least. You would be backhanded, and then subjected to a Fae punishment. Likely from me cause they are... amoral that way. So for your own sake, if not mine, your mother's, or your child's, don't go running off to flame someone."<br/><br/>He glanced across the cavern at Aurelia and her guest, before leaning back to rest against Meridia's neck. "And I do believe what you should be doing is just resting. You have food enough for a week, and if you need more, let me know and I will gladly run out and butcher a herd for you. Or stuff the herd into gems for your later enjoyment. So, that is what I am going to do, rest, and make sure you do too."