70th of Ashan 720, morning.
Chanter waited beside the door to the room that held the agitated becomer and graft mage. The last day or so had been difficult for the one known as Pygmalion, and Chanter wanted to be certain that he was mentally fit for any visitors. Thus, if Devin came to visit, Chanter would be prepared to stop him at the door.
"Academic." He greeted the young man. Chanter's gray wings were folded behind his back, as his eyes searched the expression of Devin. As if sensing something that he expected to find, he nodded his head. "I see... He did some form of magic on you, and perhaps that rubbed off, or perhaps not. In either case, you two need to get a grip on your magics and your enthusiasm. Magic is not a toy, becoming especially is not a wardrobe of various totems and forms!" If asked how he knew of such things, Chanter would only tap his nose. It was a little known secret that the head psychologist of Dukahrns was an Attuner of some considerable skill.
While he had no intention of soothing Pygmalion, or even Devin if he suffered ill-effects, he wasn't averse to use his powers to suss out signs of magical addiction. He would not stand for it, as a mage of responsibility and good moral standing. Whether Pygmalion or Devin would listen, that was another matter entirely.
Before he opened the door, Chanter saw fit to brief the Academic. "He's resting off having overstepped in his magics. I'm not sure how he overstepped, or exactly what occurred in there, but I know magical overuse when I sense it. Whatever he did to you, it caused his spines on his back to fuse together. I'd ask that you not touch them, lest you become attached for the next tentrials..."
So saying, Chanter swept the door open, revealing the Dubaebo, who was still in form.
The Dubaebo lifted his head eagerly to sight Devin, and gave a guileless, snarling smile. "Good see you, Devin! How nails work? Did you use dem to scratch anyone yet?!"
The Dubaebo's tail began wagging involuntarily.
Chanter sighed, and stepped into the room, leading Devin in. He said to the two of them, "You both need to get a handle on your magical impulses. So I'm going to teach you some meditation techniques, whether you like it or not."