Dimming the slightest, Monzun halts mid-air, neither following nor retreating. "I would like you to apologize to my Creature, yes," they say stiffly. "I do not think she's interested in what you have to say currently even if you were willing, which you clearly are not."

The Leopard is a pair of shining eyes amidst the mountain's sea of far-too-large trees.

Monzun shifts agitatedly, left-right-left-right, trying to calm. There is fear and confusion at work here between them. "I am not attempting to bar you from this. I just don't want to fight any longer."