[ Would that he could take a picture to immortalize this moment... He'll have to see if that is a capability that Haurchefantd has. He can't imagine the daemon wouldn't, honestly, what with all its other apparent features. Speaking of the come to life minion, it has taken the task of scaling Aymeric (noticeably without protest from the man) in order to sit contently on his shoulder. The wind-up's feet sway idly back and forth out of time. ]

Now that your rogue daemon has been attended to, I suppose I should defer to your knowledge about our current whereabouts.

[ Haurchefantd had told him somewhat about it, but. It was still difficult to parse. ]