The corners of the creature's eyes indicated its smile had widened and yet, there was an edge of malice to the expression, "Do not concern yourself with such things, Raven." The voice softened slightly, a reassuring tone that did not match the look the man was receiving, "It would not do to have someone scurrying about with the right to summon me at will when I do not wish to be... We would renegotiate, of course. Something... Mutually beneficial, if such a time would ever come to pass. Simply say that you accept my terms and we can begin." Had Alverdine been standing before him, she might have worn the countenance of a woman helping a child lost in the marketplace, perhaps gently running her fingers through his hair to reassure him that all was well and she was someone to be trusted.

The chill in the air had settled, letting the warmth of the campfire take back the ground lost from the effects of the runic circle. The smoke on the soil had even seemed to dissipate, sapping the eerie atmosphere it had lent itself to. The presences that he had felt around him were not just silenced now, but had begun to depart, diminishing until he could only sense a single being beside him, though still unseen. "Just say that you agree, Raven, and we can begin your tutelage."