Aure was usually a nice person, but he really was about to start throwing rocks at people.

Rezik vehemently rejected the idea of a perfectly sound method of being protected. If he was going to simply wander around and flaunt his apparent authority, then so be it. But, the wyvern wasn't about to take the down-talking and not have it thrown in the deer's face. Aure trotted closer to Wilder once the asshole left, lowering his head and nipping at her oversized ears. "Hey, don't let him talk shit to you - he seems like the kind of guy to make everything a drama. He can go cry about it if you 'embarrassed' him," he snipped, then paused. Maybe that was too harsh. Bellowing out a barely restrained sigh, he tried again, "it's not your fault he's so uppity."

Then, once Eythan and Aries finished speaking with the Collector (without waiting for the looming figure to seemingly vanish, because he'd hear them anyways) Aure acknowledged his whole group, "we don't have the numbers to give him an entourage - even if it was absolutely necessary. We can keep eyes on him, at least - and if he's being attacked, we'll deal with it then. I don't think we want to spend any more time with him than strictly necessary." Crimson eyes fixed on his family; "I probably don't have to say this, but if anyone does attack him, don't kill them. Just send them on their way and let the rest of the Bonebound know."

"All he has to be is in one piece," Aure reasoned.

Oh, Wilder's face. He'd seen those wide pink eyes glassy only once before, and that situation had been far stickier - far worse. Aure lowered his head, almost leaning down, and whispered lowly into her ear, "hey, you can go if you need to. The Chambers are quiet and you can - beat on the walls." In case an outburst was necessary to vent through - or if she just needed a place to cry and be with her own thoughts for a moment.

Giggle approached, though, and Aure had to divert his attention elsewhere. He straightened, perching where he was and listening with ears swiveled back; his mother seemed to be preparing to deliver a bad omen, of sorts. But, it was not. The bones seemed optimistic about this turn of events, a mutual exchange. A chance taken to find something newer, different. Enlightening. The wyvern hummed softly, only giving an awkward sideways stare to Aries - his little joke had fallen a bit flat on him. That wasn't really his sort of humor. "I see," Aure intoned, inhaling deeply and letting it out in an almost-whistling sigh. Shrugging off the tension with a shake of his wings, he reasoned, "he may know things that we don't - and we might know things he doesn't."

His gaze averted towards Eythan, at his offer to chat it up with Rezik. "It'd be good to have him in our corner, I suppose." Rather than exiling the strange-stag to wander Canis and call to them whenever he's being attacked. "This doesn't seem to be an ideal situation for any of us, but we can try to make it bearable. If you're up to it, Eythan, you could go hunt and bring Rezik something? I can't tell what he'd eat, so find plants, just in case." Aure nodded at his brother, then looked to Giggle, "hostility's... the wrong way to go. What Astraea did was - excessive... too aggressive and controlling for my liking. It has me on edge. I don't feel good about this, at all, but - we can make do."

Aure nuzzled Giggle briefly. "We always will."

The Trial mentioned had the wyvern's feathers standing on end, trepidation creeping into his bones. Hydra, but bitterly cold. Heat could be dispelled, dealt with. Cold settled into your bones, overtaking until there was nothing less but a ruthless end. "I think that's all the more reason to avoid failure," he murmured softly, beak grinding in thought.