Dysani, thinking: okay. cool. coolcoolcoolcoolcoolcoolcool don’t panic. one step at a time.

Dysani: So- you do everything your Keeper wants?
Vela: Uh-huh!

Dysani: And you’re… made of clay?
? ? ? ?

Vela: Yep! Vacive are golems!

You… know what a golem is, right Magic Lady?
Dysani: …??