Leras snorted softly. "Alright, alright. I keep forgetting you are still fresh meat." He mutters. Without much of a warning, the demon swiftly raises a hand and waves it towards Cernos. It took only a few moments, but he would quickly notice the tip of this tongue would start to re-attach itself. It would likely feel like needles were being dove in and out of the bitten ends, forcing it together. "As far as your horns go, that is all up to you. They start small and grow bigger the more you are corrupted, also with your power." He shrugs, dropping his hand. "Its going to hurt a bit, might feel like someone is trying to rip bones out of your head. And, well. That is probably because that is pretty much what is going on. They are going to be growing from your skull. OH, and. You will have at least -two-. Unlike me here who only has one."

Kieri tilts his head a bit, smiling at Neri and Cernos. "Its good that you two seem to get along, at least a bit. You'll be working together quite often once things get rolling." He says this, seeming to be trying to advert the attention away from the fact that Kieri himself only had one wing. And that Leras only had one horn upon his head. "A lot of you folks usually fight like cat and dogs, its a bit reassuring you both, uh, seem pleasant. Will make your jobs much easier." And by their jobs, he meant for Leras and himself.

Neri merely snorts, crossing her arms over her chest, blinking those light purple eyes towards Cernos. "I'm not. Once your tongue is better, we can even measure!" She says this, in a rather serious tone, but there was a smile upon her lips. It was odd, but she had a strange fondness of this stranger already. Something just seemed so familiar... she really couldn't place it though.