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"Something else...?" Ronin tilted his head at his friend, a concerned frown on his face, and he nodded encouragingly should the other man want to continue. Soothed and focused by Safrin as he was, it was easy to keep his attention on the man before him, even if that wasn't perhaps the correct use for that feeling of motivation. He drummed his fingers lightly against the glass before him, glancing down at it only to realise it was nearly empty. Ronin knocked the rest back and finished the job. He hummed softly at the alchemist's question, shrugging his shoulders. "Yes and no? It certainly did not like Ashetta's lightning. So I believe going armed with something capable of burning it would be a good idea. And it's venomous... Isla - the healer in the infirmary - she found one of its fangs still in my shoulder." He wrinkled his nose. "I think she is trying to work on some sort of an antivenom...?" Remi did have a good point, and they could well just leave the creature there. But... that wasn't Ronin's way. "People are always going to want to explore. New people could always arrive... I don't want anyone to get caught by that thing unawares. It's... not good." ronin begin again, as the storm