Dirae’s eyes narrowed as Aur exploded. Both of her essences rankled at being talked to in that tone, and for once she agreed with them. She liked Trudy, and maybe it was her Light essence getting its way, but she disliked him talking to the pilot that way as well. Before she could respond, and likely make things worse, the dwarf intervened and the Siren Male stalked off. For a few moments, Dirae seethed, then settled for simply muttering under her breath, “Jackass.” Carefully, she waited until she was sure both her Dark and Light essences were unable to suddenly and abruptly take control of her body, before responding to the Asura. “As you wish, just letting you know that you can get rid of him any time you want. I thought he was cool at first too, then I realized that the magic had given him a personality, and that personality was, hmmm, [i]sassy[/i] in the extreme.” The dragon stuck its metal tongue out at her, giving a buzzsaw raspberry in response. Dirae rolled her eyes. “Oh yes, go back to the old ‘hah, I can do something you can’t easily do’ insult. Just so you know, it’ll only take me three seconds with a mini screwdriver to rip that tongue out of your head, so enjoy your power while it lasts.” 

The dragon gave another buzz. A remarkable amount of insolence could be put into that sound. “You don’t think I could? Come over here, and let us find out!” The dragon buzzed again, and if anything gripped the Asura’s shoulder tighter. “Fine. Stay there. Coward.” Dirae accused. Then she realized that she was the only one who could understand what he was saying. Dirae looked at the asura. “You see what I have to deal with? Insolence, only insolence to his creator!” Then she blinked. “Oh. That was probably a onesided conversation to you, wasn’t it? I may have to fix that, soon. Me being the only one who understands him when he speaks is a problem.” She paused. “Then again, perhaps I’ve had him as my only companion for too long. Maybe he doesn’t have a language only I understand. We’ve known each other for so long that we can easily understand each other and casually abuse each other.” Dirae chuckled. “Or maybe I’m insane and I just don’t know it yet.” With that, she walked away and headed towards a truck as far away from Aur as the job would allow. 

As she was leaving, she failed to notice the rapidly growing bigger shadow on the ground next to her. She paused as she heard a sound, however, tilting her head and looking around. Dirae promptly jumped about a foot in the air as a boulder that could have crushed her flat came soaring from the sky and slammed to the ground. After glancing wildly around and seeing that they weren’t in fact, under attack, she mustered what little dignity she had left, and got into the truck. 

Her pet dragon smugly nestled into his perch on the Asura’s shoulder, and even nuzzled her cheek gratefully. He, at least, had no problems whatsoever with the current arrangements and didn’t appear to be moving anytime soon.