"I doubt it," Lust replied. She withdrew from her position nonetheless and came to approach Flynn, thinking he'd only managed to find some sort of inscription. They were a dime a dozen out here. "Unless someone already saw fit to take the stone out of the temple, there's nothing..."

She drew up short once she saw the wounded, silly-looking dinosaur with the tiny wings. It was bleeding heavily, and lifted its head with a weak and hopeful chirp as it looked at them.

"...Oh my. To think we'd meet again with such familiar circumstances." Rather than draw her weapon, however, she curled her fingers thoughtfully under her chin. Sure, she could put it out of its misery, but she knew that would upset Mikleo if he were to find out. Did these things regularly get chewed on and escape within an inch of their lives, waiting for some hero to stumble across them? It was peculiar to say the least.

"I don't suppose either of you are equipped with a job that utilizes healing magic."