Leaps began to groan approvingly with Ciinriel scratching his belly. He was completely oblivious to the concerned talk around him.

Once again, Rhazii's attention was grabbed by his name. Even though his ears were up, he called out in protest. "It's not fair! Newt can breathe under water!"

Fendros gave Rhazii a smile. "You get to be bigger than Newt, though, right Rhazii? Isn't that unfair?" he teased.

"It's not the same, dada," Rhazii mumbled with a pout.

Fendros then turned to Jo'rashaad again. "Yes, expect many competitions if they arise."

There was a slight pause in the conversation with that. Janius decided to change the subject for the moment. "Jo'rashaad, S'ajira, I was wondering something. Has there been any talk about what is going to become of the Senchal clan after all is said and done here? Are you going to resettle back in the Tenmar?"

Some whispers exchanged between Rhazii and Newt before Rhazii slid off Janius' lap and jogged around behind the backs of the group. When he took the long way around to reach Newt, he reached out and pat him on the arm and whispered "You're it," before continuing his run.