Devaguea stared at the masks in bemusement, before shaking his head. "I am going to guess it will be apparent when we get to the point we need them."<br/><br/>He paused, before turning back to Nyrissa. "What ever did happen to the chalice you were holding the ashes of the kingdoms in? I had a vague idea of trying to use it against the Firefly, but how I would go about that would require more time than I think we have."<br/><br/>The dragon was ignoring Sena being mopey about losing her 'beefriend' and moaning about not even getting to meet the apis, though trying to help the viera retain her dignity would require her to care first. He did try to place the masks in his bag of holding, though he expected them to be artifacts and refuse to enter. Seeing how Sena wasn't done moaning yet, he engaged Nyrissa in some small talk as they just relaxed, not two leaders with terrible pasts, but two individuals who were hopefully interested in each other. He was definitely interested in her, but could only hope she was as well.<br/><br/>After a bit, though, he called Sena over, and tried to teleport the group back to the Capital.