The going didn't seem like it was going to be something easy as far as Jericho was concerned. The smile he'd gotten was exchanged for a surprised, if not troubled, look of his own – why is Syllona here? – that moved from person to dragon-person to person again. To Wrathion's remark, he gave a faint nod, licking his mouth and pressing it into a thin line.

Well...it's not like this whole mission was completely slapped together, right? He liked to hope that. And – well, wait. Hadn't he shown up in a dire situation to a bunch of doubtful people before? He shouldn't be so quick to worry.

Yeah...

He seemed to straighten up a little, having quietly reassured himself. Yeah. We'll figure something out!