Hushed Willows Your lizard king has spoken (all hail)

The meeting moved on and Tavi soon had his attention. He was an attentive subordinate here, but a lot of that was actually because of his growing nerves here. Celebration?

Silas wasn't sure if he entirely bought into the idea of needing a celebration, because this was good.. this was better than wandering aimlessly, starving and sleeping somewhere new all the time, but a lot of all this still had him kind of tense. But, he had lead a sheltered beginning and he was doing what he could to open up at his own snail's pace.. Maybe this was just natural that he felt this way. He swallowed nervously and when dismissed to bring back treasures, he didn't exactly set out on a perfectly honed course. He had to think of something first.

The dark youth eventually came back with a little clutch light blue of flowers. He had tried to catch a mouse, but inevitably failed. Since he did not want to be late to the return, he'd settled for just the plants.