[He smiles faintly, taking his own and moving further down the giant toothpick to find a place to work that's relatively out of the way of LBX's own area.]

They're Ryne's — or a startlingly good copy. Do you know, of all the things our supposed dark lord has afforded me in this damned place, I've yet to receive something that's actually mine?

[he will never claim ownership of the nutkin and nobody can make him. the nutkin is its own free creature. it has more followers than him on bicker.]

...I'd appreciate it if you could have a look at him, if you've not already. I'm no healer, as you well know, and impromptu field medicine only does so much.