Hardly. [ Perhaps modest, he shakes his head, finishing with the task of smoothing the feathers which he'd a hand in ruffling. But ah! This is an undertaking finished sooner rather than later, and when he turns to face Pearl, he finds that is a trying thing, not to be thoroughly warmed by her smile; her laugh. ] Rather, all beasts of Quartz's nature are sensitive to changes in aura and magic energies, and I may have very well taken advantage of the fact.

[ But don't tell anyone, all right? he seems to say with a wink (even if the bit of truth with he'd divulged to her is, at best, only half the reason why they'd been able to part Quartz from his feast!). ]

Might I ask what's brought the two of you out here? This clearing which you've made, surely it wasn't constructed on only Quartz's behalf?