Tannusen's hand was dragged along for the stretch, and the Fae gave Cassian a suspicious look. He had to be doing this on purpose, didn't he? Who kept hold of a hand for a stretch?

Not that the tiger was complaining; far from it. If Cassian kept hold of his hand of his own volition, it meant he wasn't sick of Tannusen's company yet. Win-win!

Of course, now he had to figure out a cantrip that would stick to a human without having to enchant him, first. Something that wasn't Oakenshield, which would be the perfect candidate if it wasn't for the possible ramifications.

Well, there was always the glowing spell! That seemed like it would work best, so Tannusen cast it. No bunk, but he didn't need it to do much, just exist temporarily.

Cassian wouldn't even see that he was chimerically as bright as a lantern for the next half-hour or so. Tannusen had to squint, though.

"Alright, it's done. Anything?"