Lion Head Mesa I only want to play a little

If ever able to do so, Khaba would have laughed. The child was so naive that he even considered such a question as the beast's place in the mesa. What else would a creature his size be skilled at? Besides, he was a mute beast, at that. If not to speak, his massed physique would be the only aspect left of use.
Unable to publicly jest with the query, the mazoi simply jutted his snout forward in a hasty nod. His version of saying, "yes, I am.".
Of course, the acknowledgement would have likely been drowned out, given that the amiir continued on in haste of his own. Khaba couldn't have cared either way. The child could make his assumptions as he so chose.