"Oh," said Sidon, flicking a little water off his headtail before going to plop down beside Vette and feeling grateful for it; awkward as sitting could be sometimes, it was a welcome way to rest after all of that! And as he sat, he stuck his trident through a nearby bit of sand, propping it up so that he could easily peel off bits with his claws, offering the first morsel out to Vette as he leaned into her a little, "that little thingie? Why, that one was nothing! Not even big enough to swallow you up, Vette! You should have seen the last one I fought whilst I was last in this region."

Really, it would be impossible for them to have come to Lurelin Village without him bringing it up. He'd been angling to do so eventually; she'd just given him the perfect opportunity to segue into it just then.

"I'm actually not quite sure if I've ever told you that story before," he admitted. He had told many people, it was true, but he'd discovered that it wasn't quite as many as he'd thought. Besides, when they started telling stories, he'd tried to stick with more general things, obviously, and then, suddenly, there were...other ways of occupying their time than just stories.