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'The knight' widened his smile when the young lady voiced her compliance, and quickly blinked away Thera's interest in the dragons further away.

"My thanks," the two words were to act as a flimsy disguise for the moment.

"Moments ago during patrol, my partner spotted what turned out to be a campsite on closer inspection. I'm merely curious as to whether either you or anyone from around here happened to descend for a camping trip or had an extended stay beneath the clouds that might have caused the mess within the past three maybe four weeks or even if you noticed anything odd during that time."

He hoped this instance was something to be easily answered, after all a mere verbal reminder to clean up from a simple activity was one thing. Especially given elven memory of recent events, while shorter lived races might have one view- things would be handled entirely different should this be a more serious matter. It didn't help matters that 'the knight' kept finding his eyes goes back to the dragon in question.

"Also you might want to turn around, the first one is about to hatch soon." These words didn't belong to 'the knight' and were Thera's own. Unlike the rest, there wasn't a hint of strictness or formality to them. "The gathering of the misted formed parents near the clutch means you've got less than a minute to go. When the first real cracks start forming, they'll be have to become solid again since hatchlings require extra moisture- much like a suckling babe.However these ones are a bit on the early side, the moisture in the air isn't thick enough yet." Ever the dragon fanatic Thera couldn't help but divulge information towards his captive audience. A more drastic change that the distracted knight missed was the dragons calming slightly- unlike Thera whose natural affinity with dragons was ridiculously high, 'the knight' had a tendency to put them on edge.