Janius stood up slowly and threw his head into shakes and huffs as if he was clearing his nose. He sniffed around to try and find more Falmer, but was instead distracted by Kaleeth's beast form. The affection from her was appreciated, even if some of the acid gently burned through some fur. He was thankfully in enough control not to instinctively begin licking Kaleeth's wounds. Instead he looked to Sabine and Meesei and gave them a demanding huff, almost a bark.

Kaleeth had practiced with her beast form enough that Sabine felt safe enough approaching her. "Stay still," she said softly as she charged some healing magic to sooth Kaleeth's burnt scales.

The lines were cohering again, but Fendros took a moment to check on the pack, handing off the archers to another officer. The obvious injuries were being attended to, but Ahnasha was clearly less than happy. "Are you okay, Ahna?" Fendros asked flatly in case she had any wounds.