[ Enciodes gives him a kind smile and puts his hands over Ain's to hold it there for a moment, pulling it to his lips to give the back of his hand a kiss.......... then takes the ball to put it back in the box. ]

Stay here a moment, my dear friend. I'll grab it. [ And he heads off for the river.

...

After a moment, he returns with a creature coiled around his hand and arm like a pet snake, the multiple heads chirping and, like birds do, keeping their heads in place even though their bodies and necks are moving. ]

Here you are. They're a bit wet - they like the water. But... hold your hand out?