Desiree frowned in thought. Still, she teleported the box of goods that she had aquired from Halcyon to a spot on the floor a few feet away from Rhyderi.
“Go ahead and look still… If you need a new weapon, then by all means, look. Just give whatever you can, Rhyderi. You are family,” Desiree offered.
Orpheus whined as he heard the word “bath”. “No! Don’t wanna! No want bath! I fine. Don’t need no bath!”