Draiss was just about to carry out the body surfing threat cause it sounded awesome and cool, and made a mental note to give the construct a reward of its choosing later, the rifle dematerializing as quickly as it had appeared, when the salamander slithered into the room. It took a moment to realize how she was recognizing him through the full body armor, but he realized he was still pushing the aura, which was why she wasn't trying to blast him, most likely. He put the armor back into breastplate mode, and caught his daughter, laughing as he rubbed his nose against hers in a proper Salamander greeting between a parent and child. The completely undignified lick of her cheek was more draconic, but still normal. "Hey there short stuff. I just got in, and was trying to get the guards to let someone important know, but they were more interested in pretending to be a comedy act. So I had to slam one into the door to get someone's attention."<br/><br/>He glanced at the guards with one eye, but it promised this was not forgiven or forgotten. Not that he was going to ask for anything about them, he just wanted them to sweat a bit. One construct went back to get the transport into the courtyard, the other taking station beside the door, where it began to idly clean its built in viblade on its off hand.