[Chibi's not normally a teacher; those things fall under the purview of his brothers Glip or Baltazar, normally. (Even Qilby, if Glip really can't stand the kid.) To have this kid - is he a kid? Chibi gets the sense of something much older, yet still naive - listen to him so raptly is strange. Writing down his thoughts on wakfu is easy; speaking them one-on-one, to someone who's not acquainted with his teachings, is a little more difficult.]

A song... That sounds beautiful, actually. Does the Veil's song flow only through people, as you understand it, or through other living beings as well? [Chibi is genuinely charmed by the idea. Then, what are songs but a flow of voice, or of sound?] Let us keep singing, regardless - to make, or to break.

[It's an honest, gentle wish of well-being, just as "may the Goddess be within you" might be to an Eliatrope.]

Sometimes a dragon egg will contain a person - well, an Eliatrope, like me - but sometimes it won't. It's a gift when it does. [A gift reserved, so far, for only twelve people - six Eliatropes, six dragons. Of course, they reincarnate endlessly, but details!!] Dragons are big indeed - in stature and power, but also in heart. If you get on the right side of a dragon, you'll never worry again, they say. My brother can be a bit gruff sometimes, but I'm blessed to be brother to someone so devoted.

[Take it from someone who's the son of a huge, possibly metaphorical dragon; he's not biased at all!]