[@Stabby] [@Zeroth]

Well, that went well.  Femus found himself mildly bemused.  It would seem that pixies do indeed have those parts and they do indeed suffer greatly when... well... deprived of their limited dignity.  He was also a little surprised that he had managed to mimic wild wisp communication so easily.  Though, on second thought, that was the form of communication most native to this body.

Still, and more importantly, both pixies ended up falling.  Femus and Nira would both have a clear chance to escape further irritations.  He was looking forward to only having to deal with problems that simple force could solve.  Even if it was less civilized and less 'human', it felt like this world demanded a certain degree of savagery from the weak.  And Femus was weak.  He could feel that much.  They needed to get going.  They needed to get stronger.

Wait, what was she doing?

Femus felt his glow softly and involuntarily shifting back to a deep and vibrant crimson as he realized that... after all their efforts to disentangle themselves from these pixies and their antics... Nira was trying to start up a conversation with one.

This...!?  He was trembling with frustration.  He really, really... really wanted to yell at Nira.  He wanted to vent his anger and irritation.  But, he took a breath instead and shifted back behind the cover of leaves.  Once settled in place, he began to concentrate on continuing his earlier efforts.  He contemplated the attributes of lightning and sought to make his mana take on those qualities.  He intended to do this until Nira's... conversation... was finished.

He also concentrated on his breathing... and calming down.