[@Absolis] [@sgteasy]

	"Gra!" The small creature says, as he stumbles over his own feet. While his mind may of been fixed from the chibification, his body hadn't, and he still, once in a blue moon, acted like an oaf. However, Darven, when confronted, and called out, quickly moves forwards, exposing himself, sticking both arms into the air...a sign of submission, and of surrender.
	"Hey, hey..I'm no enemy...I'm a friend..well..unless you know who I am, and have some sort of problem with me..but..I'm sure we could talk that out.." He says. The small reptile scurries to his feet, and scoffs.
	"And I don't think you should draw your weapon, unless you inte-" The creature starts, before Darven covers his mouth with his hands.
"Shut up you, you're going to get us both ki-" Darven starts, before the reptile bites his hands, taking out both of them, leaving Darven with two stumps at his wrists.
	"Touch me again, and I swear, even the terrifying being in the golden armor won't save you, devil!" The Reptile hisses, obviously not at ALL a fan of Darven......But Darven seems very unphazed by this, as via his magic, he is able to quickly regrow his hands in a matter of moments..but this leaves him very, very, visibly drained. 
	"Yea...yea...." Darven says.