The Hand That Feeds

As Caedes patiently awaits Mariah’s response, his gaze flickers once more to Nightshade, his currently silent companion. With a subtle nod, he communicates his request, and the serpent obediently complies, offering another dose of venom with graceful precision. Caedes understands Nightshade's preferences, to not be milked and cast aside, and he was content to ensure her comfort, especially when she's performing such valuable work.

"I understand," He murmured as her response finally came, his gaze unwavering as he met her eyes. "While I cannot predict their reaction, I believe that appearing as a united front would be key." The brute mused, offering his two cents as he motioned for Nightshade to return to his shoulders. Though with further thought he paused for a moment, considering her question again, offering more of a statement wrapped within suggestion “You could prepare me for questions they might ask.”