[Suave as hell.

But Owain is getting the flattest look right now.]

You surmised that just because I am learned in wyvern care, I would be more qualified to speak with Nah's parents. [You can't see his glare behind his mask, but can you feel it, Owain. Can you feel his contempt.]

Go find one of the elders in the camp. Your mother, for example. Leave me out of this.