Couldn't argue with that logic, Tal decided as he shrugged and made space for the General to add his own benediction to whatever warm-weather god hunkered down in the dry basin far below. He cocked a wry grin at his friend. "I dunno, havin' to solve a puzzle or defeat a guardian or somethin'? I'm pretty new at this whole god-helpin' business." There was laughter in his joke, and he gave a little shrug.
"Right now, I'll settle for gettin' Safrin's help with those goggles. But, uh... is the bottle gonna be too small for your talons?" He peered at his friend, eying strong hands and fingers a little dubiously as he remembered how big the thunderbird's claws were. "D'you think the stopper needs to go in while it's still up there, to keep the high air from spillin' out on the way down?" Did air even work that way? It hadn't exactly been covered in the Snowcloak public education system.
"Right now, I'll settle for gettin' Safrin's help with those goggles. But, uh... is the bottle gonna be too small for your talons?" He peered at his friend, eying strong hands and fingers a little dubiously as he remembered how big the thunderbird's claws were. "D'you think the stopper needs to go in while it's still up there, to keep the high air from spillin' out on the way down?" Did air even work that way? It hadn't exactly been covered in the Snowcloak public education system.
