Valence shrugged, mildly apathetic to her confusion and skepticism. Even if he could feel it wiggling around in his head... he automatically smacked the side of his head, half-expecting to have crushed a bug or something- which didn't make any sense at all, since few bugs survived the upper mountains. But then again, he had been trying to swat at the wiggling foreign emotions.

What has he [i]done.[/i] This will get so annoying, so fast. 

"I didn't know such a thing was possible either."

Weakly, he turned towards her, forcing a little smile and waving his hands a little, above his head. 

"Surpriiiiise."

He shrugged again, dropping his hands.

"You think I know anything? I'm messed up in the head. You try being a human turned demigod, with too much blood on your hands to fully process simply by being alive. You know, maybe the mere act of killing your queen will be enough to tear into the Empire when they come to your doorstep. I'd probably be dead by then, and out of your head, so good things, all around."

He paused for a moment, before lowering his gaze.

"Except your mother, of course. My... nothing of mine is adequate for your loss."

He waited like that for a short time, before started to walk towards the entrance, slipping and sliding his way outside to where his Wyvern now waited.

"Come on, Princess. You're late enough as it is."