[ The addition of lifespans brings things a little more into perspective though at the same time, Claude's absolutely sneaking a slight sideways glance of appraisal towards Geralt since when it comes to age - what kind of range are they talking about? Probably a question he can leave for later if not outright another time.

Adelheid's more distracting anyway, even as Buri continues to grumble in the background and Claude continues to ignore the complaints, since with her chin scratched it's now her turn to investigate Geralt. This involves some gentle - on a wyvern scale - of huffs of breath and a (decently) light headbutt for attention. ]

Adelheid? No, she was one of the monastery's wyverns from when I attended the academy there. [ While speaking, he reaches for a pouch of jerky nearby that all of the wyverns will recognize and hands it over to Geralt. There's a tapping of nails signaling Dawn pacing her perch above as she contemplates joining for snacks. ] But we became good friends when working on sky watch shifts, and when Hilda created the aerie she was who I brought in. So... more like yes and no?

Speaking of Hilda, [ with a glance back over his shoulder towards yet another stall that proves to be empty, ] her wyvern Waffle is also usually here, but he must be out somewhere else in the Horizon.