He's a spiteful little worm, [Eridanus clicks his tongue as he lowers Riley to the floor, careful of her footing before he removes the support of his hands beneath her arms.] I'm sure he already bears somewhat of a grudge against me for maiming him in February.

[It's the only part of that memory he's fond of, naturally. Just the reminiscing of seeing Aunamee made to kneel by the strike to his knee has Eridanus smiling impishly behind the guard of his opal maw. But that's neither here nor there—the fear in Riley's eyes is plain to him, and his priority should be abating that.]

While I cannot guarantee he will or won't, I would not put it past him. That is why it's imperative that you tell me if and when he seeks retaliation.

[His hands rest upon her shoulders once more, giving them an assuring squeeze as they do.]