[ Alas, Dion is not that good an actor. He's had no practise at it; he's always been in the public eye, thanks to Bahamut more than the fact that he is his father's son. He can only be what he is. ]

I admit I'm fascinated by this idea of using words too freely, but I'll not push you.

[ He won't but what! Is Ankari talking about some sort of magic? Maybe Dion shouldn't be too surprised, considering his own world, and considering how strange Ankari even looks to him.

Dion sets his glass down and raises an eyebrow. ]

You mean to tell me that we are susceptible to that same transformation, despite not being native to this land?

[ He's so used to feeling Bahamut, the dragon's power and rage. He still feels it, but it's impossible to separate his own feelings from the dragon's sometimes. He cannot stomach the idea of losing control again. He's done more than enough damage as it is. ]

If that is so, then of course I'd like to know how to prevent it.