"No, it had five horns. I was there."
Kael said as he stepped into the room, irritation drawn across his face like a fresh cut.
Max followed, stretching his arms and yawning.
"It's called the Six-Horn Bascalyx for a reason. Six. Not five. This is why I keep telling you both to actually read the bestiary."
Kael rolled his eyes and flopped onto a nearby chair.
"Yeah, yeah. But the one I saw? Five horns. My dad called it a Bascalyx too."
Max dropped onto the couch, kicking one foot up over the armrest.
"dad also once mistook a mimic for a real vendor. Remember how he lost his favorite ship? Look, if you're taking monster facts from him, that kind of makes you… what's the word…?"
Kael turned his head slowly, eyes narrowing.
Max grinned.
"Right. An even bigger idiot."
Kael's jaw clenched, teeth grinding quietly.
Ash walked in into the room.
"Can I get just one day without the two of you tearing at each other? We're alive. We're back in the base. That's enough for me."
