[ Dion takes the prompt for what it is, wasting no time in pulling the picture from his satchel and placing it on that waiting palm. What Shadow might do with it from this point forth, Dion could hardly guess. It isn't his place to ask and he's certain he wouldn't get an answer besides.
With that, he shoulders the satchel once more. ]
I shall take my leave then.
[ He only hopes there won't be any further injuries to chocobos here. It was fortunate he knew enough to help this one, but he sorely feels his lack of ability in the healing arts. Others could have mended such a wound in moments, but Bahamut's power was always intended for force of arms, and he was to conserve his strength for that. Perhaps it does not need to remain that way in this place. Perhaps.
For now he turns on his heel, giving the chocobo's feathered head a pat before he makes to return to his search. ]
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With that, he shoulders the satchel once more. ]
I shall take my leave then.
[ He only hopes there won't be any further injuries to chocobos here. It was fortunate he knew enough to help this one, but he sorely feels his lack of ability in the healing arts. Others could have mended such a wound in moments, but Bahamut's power was always intended for force of arms, and he was to conserve his strength for that. Perhaps it does not need to remain that way in this place. Perhaps.
For now he turns on his heel, giving the chocobo's feathered head a pat before he makes to return to his search. ]