"Alright, chief. I'll stay quiet. I'll just poke you if you do something stupid," Lana agrees, flying to perch on his shoulder again--she is surprisingly light considering her metallic composition.
*Aethelus and Lana head out to look around the ship. After leaving Aethelus's suite, they see one of Naugrym's guards, with the distinctive wolf-head helmet.*
"Ho there, sir. Where are you off to?"