[A tactical plan that is flexible regardless who really fights. He notes that as Dellingr takes shape and flies around them both. About the size of a small garden snake, the dragon settles on his shoulder.]

You keep their name secret, so I ask you. Did you make your peace with them? Should they arrive here. Are you allies or pretending the other doesn’t exist?

[He won’t assume. But the words before lead him to think he won’t be watching his teacher manipulate events to murder that person.]