After a very long discussion involving apologies, lectures, glitchy dialogs and a lot of mutual love hidden under worrying, Welgan smiled to Glitch :
-I'm sorry that your first approach of our clan was this messy clan member (Hey ! protested Hylean). I hope you'll feel well among us, and if you're not, just tell us. We'll find solutions.
Glitch smiled with relief and gratefulness to her new clan leader and turned her head to Hylean, glad it finally went well.
-Great ! said Hylean enthusiastically. Now we can give Mainframe today's items !
-Aboooout that... interrupted Welgan before she could leave. What are exactly the items you're giving to that fishy Coatl and where do they come from ?
-Mainframe isn't fishy !
-To me, some dragon making miracles happen without providing any explanation is nothing but fishy. Magic and science alike alway have a rational process.
-Says the tundra who was ready to trust a fishy imperial in a dark alley that Hylean had left to marry her life love fanfiction writer, the Arcanist, muttered Feldwen to the little Fae who looked confusedly at him.
-He is a scientist ! protested Hylean. He protects his secrets just as Erhune doesn't share her knowledge of artifacts crafting with anybody !
Welgan stopped a second and then went on, slowly.
-I can understand that, but I'm waiting to see it working with my own eyes. You won't tell me he isn't taking a lot of stuff from people to give them back only a few items - think about the profit he is making.
-Holy Noodle, you're so serious, Welgan ! groaned Hylean. Where is your sense of party and fun, and your windy love of surprises and games ! This is a party and Mainframe's machine is just like a fair activity !
Hylean looked at Welgan with an air of defiance.
-You're cold as ice, she hit her with the words she knew were going to hurt her.
An ice statue, indeed, that's what the bright tundra looked like at this very instant.
-Ouch, muttered Feldwen to the Fae and Glitch that were witnessing the arguing with anxiousness. She crossed the red line... Welgan was born as in the Southern Icefield - she wants to be a Wind dragon since she came in the Windswept plateau with Sed. She tries her best but sometimes... well, you see.
Welgan's slightly unfolded wings tightened around her and her talons grasped the soil.
-Well - you ... go get your stuff and give him, then, she managed to say in a brocken voice without looking Hylean in the eyes.
Glitch looked thoughtfully to the two arguing tundras. Her yellow eyes went from one to another, and then she walked to Hylean and put one of her big wing glowing with electric patterns on her.
-W-what ?! she screamed. You-you startled me, Glitch !
Glitch glared at her with an accusing light-coloured gaze and said nothing.
-What, what do you want ?! groaned sharply the willing-so-much-to-be-a-lightning-dragon tundra, turning away her light green windy eyes.
Glitch didn't answer and just looked at her.
- ... ok, you get today's items, ok... ? she finally muttered after a few long minutes of uncomfortable silence. Take Feldwen with you, maybe he could tell you what we shouldn't take from the balloon's stocks... I'm... staying here.
Glitch smiled with satisfaction and left the two tundras alone to involve the spiral in her quest for items - and along with the Spiral, she took the Fae with her. He looked surprised but ... always better to have fun here with nice dragons than to GO BACK TO WORK...
Edit : I finally found HIM !
Unammed Lightning Fae Male , saved from fodder (yep. Beauty fodder priced. Harsh times...) !
So meet the Fae guide !