Aviendha merely sighs. "I really wish you'd just stop and think before you run off and do things that almost get you killed. Or ask us for advice. Or at least tell us what in the hells you're doing, so we don't suddenly feel a massive spike of pain from you, followed a little while later by<em>silence.</em>If we didn't know you were still alive, what were we supposed to think?" "The only reason<em>all</em>of us aren't here, surrounding you, is because the avatars weren't panicking, like the last time everything went wrong," the gold dragonness scolds.<br/><br/>"You really ought to listen you your women, after all. They'll make your life miserable, if you don't," Amaterasu says, sitting cross-legged on the headboard of his bed, looking completely comfortable there, in the unnatural position. "After all, we only have one brain that we do our thinking with, so we have more insights, rather than splitting our thoughts," she says, with a wicked grin.