Keman batted Max's hand away from his head, pretending to scowl. "You certainly seem to like my hair," he laughed. "I can't fault you, though. I make a stunning two-legger, don't I? Had you convinced, anyway." The dragon-turned-halfblood 'posed' and waggled his eyebrows comically. ...Ow. That hurt his face.

He sighed. "And I plan to, Max. I'm going to find what's keeping me from shifting back to my natural form, destroy it, and then get this place as far behind me as I can. You're welcome to come with, of course."

The (ostensibly) human female started to go on about undying love and devotion, and Keman nearly choked on his juice. "Uh, no. Not really. I think Shana thinks we don't know about it, but she's pretty...easy to read. It's painfully obvious how she feels about Valyn...and how terrified of it Valyn is." Well...there were the legitimate concerns regarding incest, et cetera, but he wasn't about to tell Max about all that. He'd promised Valyn he wouldn't.