Janius had tucked Newt in under a thin blanket at this point. If the hatchling wasn't asleep yet, he would be in a moment. When Kaleeth asked if Janius would join in the training, Janius looked up with curious eyes and shrugged. "I don't see why not," he replied, "The way you moved was uncanny, Ra'kalesh. Even if I could get a hint of it, I'd give it a shot."

The comment Peiter made about the temperature made Sabine smile, but her smile widened as she got another idea. While Peiter was going on about the searching, Sabine placed a hand over his belly button and weaved together an illusory spell for his eyes only: The perception that she was charging a bright orange fire spell in her hand instead of the green magic that made up the illusion. It was easy to deliver while touching him. The fire would be harmless, but Sabine wanted to test his sarcasm for truth. She needed to practice her illusion magic anyway.

Tzirret had the time to make a comment in return, "Hopefully they have a bathing chamber, like home."