Sawtooth Spire zusammenhalt

quellcrist spoke quickly and in the odd vernacular he had come swiftly to associate with her. the idea was not so odd once explained, though mahler did not think he would ever befriend such an animal, no matter what skills they might impart. had the yearling not kept her pet from the spires, the eisen would not have been able to guarantee it safe passage.
a bestie. "a friend?" mahler asked. he thought of wylla. she was his companion, but in a different way then he had regarded stigmata or even takiyok. but a bestie, as the girl put it? "i do not think i do." the gargoyle was not a person who kept many close bonds that were not intimate in nature. 
not even sarah, who had come the closest. a frown he hid well. "i am not a very inviting individual."