Janius smelled it too. When Zharanthixil's scent came into the air, he became visibly more cautious. He cursed himself for not getting back to his equipment faster, but then he had to stay quiet to think. He could just walk out there in wolf form and come clean, but that was risky. If Zharanthixil spotted a large humanoid wolf beside his daughter that would be nothing short of a threat that he would lash out towards. No, he had to transform back. He placed Kaleeth on the ground standing again and was wordless as his body contracted and contorted back into Imperial form.

Now what?

He could say that he removed his armour because it was weighing him down? No, that's stupid. He didn't want them to corrode? There's mud everywhere anyway, it would be safer if it were kept on his body. Well, there was an obvious option. Janius raised his brow worriedly and itched the back of his head. Zharanthixil would be furious to hear it, but it might just be better than if he found out. Janius faced Kaleeth with wide, but clear-minded eyes. "We'll try to ignore it. If he asks, let's just tell him that we were looking for a place to... lay down together. He'll be angry, but... well, I'm not sure if it will be convincing now that I say it out loud." Janius exhaled through pouted lips, then pursed them together nervously. He couldn't really think of any other excuses. "We might just have to try."

Janius took Kaleeth's hand and started walking towards Zharanthixil and his belongings.