[center][h3]Hemlock and Zenoram/Zero[/h3][/center]

Hemlock listened to Mithera calmly. He was much more patient now. She seemed to ramble though. "As I said. I would not wish to force you to accept such a task. However, I've yet to meet another like you. And the humans around here would certainly attempt..." He stopped. He was sure she could figure it out. If she really tried. "If you do choose to accept this request after I am gone, I will trust in your decision. You seem to know enough to make the right choices to survive." With that he was finished. He hopped that made it clear that what he wanted for Zenoram and Zero wasn't a life of utterly doing the right thing, or something of that sort. So long as he made choices he was comfortable with and could live a long happy life, Hemlock was okay with that. 

"Take time to think about it." He had decided to add at the last minute as he moved to stand. It was about time to move forward. "Young mage. Wake Zenoram for me. I'll be taking you lot to your destination." His plan was to stay high above the clouds and take them and then have them fly down from his back. After all, Mithera hadn't eaten and he wasn't completely sure she could make it with Karn all on her own. And he wasn't taking no for an answer for this decision.

Zenoram and Zero on the other hand were sleeping soundly. Zenoram enjoyed his position with Karn. It was warm and fuzzy. Different from the warmth he shared with Hemlock. But in a good way. Contact with others was probably good for him. Both him and Zero. And Hemlock knew that. Which was likely the reason he had made the request to Mithera. Zenoram mumbled a bit in his sleep. It was mostly gibberish though so it wasn't really important. 

((Sorry [@Burthstone], [@Silver Fox]. I'll try to be quicker in the future.))