Tyki said
"oh well. it's not like i haven't dealt with something like this before" she says with a sigh as she nibbles on a tea cake and reclines in her chair, shifting her wings a bit as she grows quiet, seemingly deep in thought
Damien let the curtains fall closed as he returned to her side. He sighed. "I'm sorry to hear that I wish I could make it easier for you, but you humans don't take well to 'differences.'" Suddenly Damien looked toward the door. Facing it, he said loudly, "Come in."
After a couple awkward seconds, the door was opened. A young man, dressed as a fighter, was there. "Greetings Sir Damien, and Milady. I have a missive for you, sir." He holds out a plain letter with a seal on it, representing the local regency. "You've been requested to assist in the next great hunt, Damien. Your... 'unique' skills are simply invaluable."
Damien shot the young man a look, then walked over and took the letter. "Thank you soldier. I understand. Please, leave us."