That gets a laugh out of Tavi, quiet and sardonic. "Really need that training," he says wryly.

Tavi nods and starts off briskly. He glances back over his shoulder after a moment and tilts an eyebrow up. It's not quite imperious--he's too young and cheerful for that.

One day, though, it'll look it.

"Well, come on," he says with good-natured impatience, gesturing for Max to follow before trotting back off in Ehren's direction.