He sighed, before rubbing the back of his neck. At least until Flute spoke, at which point he gently dropped a karate chop on the top of her head in mild rebuke. "That's enough from you, you gremlin. And yes, I do rarely ask her for help, something she never hesitates to mock me for. Luckily I am such a nice, forgiving, exemplar, understanding, modest, humble, virtuous father, dad and man, so I put up with her lip. However, I have no idea what her actual limits are, so we can consider this a bit of a test. If she can help save these forty centaurs, then yes, I will cheerfully admit that Flute here is my magical superior at teleporting groups. I can barely move myself doing magic, though, so that really won't be that much a concession."<br/><br/>He pretended to consider Leigha's last questions, before shaking his head. "No, nothing springs immediately to mind, but I might just be being forgetful. And no, just a simple, pure blooded human, as far as I am aware. Or was before becoming the Summer Knight."<br/><br/>He then gave her a quick wink, before leaning back. "Now, tomorrow we are going to be finding out if Flute here can help. Since it is getting late, lets finish dinner, and get some sleep."