The Dragon raises his head to look at Erixen, seeming to study him. While the sadness remains in his eyes, Xefr doesn't sigh this time. His voice has a bit more confidence in it, "Do not worry yourself, I could not consider myself divine. After all, a god would not have made the many mistakes I have in my time. I'll visit your Shyr, one way or another I need to get out more and this seems like a worthy enough reason. I'll try not and disappoint your Talmyr. And who knows, perhaps I can find what I seek..." His gaze then returns to the floor, and the depression seeps back into his tone, "Though I doubt it even exists... But enough of that for now, care to tell me where this Shyr is?"
The Warrior Dragon grunts, and his voice seems to be lined with amusement. "Hah! That is good, any who disregard combat are fools doomed to failure. And I would gladly face death, if it did not flee in terror at my presence!" The other energy dragon rolls his eyes, but doesn't comment.