Everett is upon the dock, waiting for the ship to arrive carrying his... well, not yet bonded, but soon to be! Myr was bringing along the potion to solidify a temporary connection between them. While he wasn't a man very keen on the true ceremony of the lasting bond, his test runs with the temporary sort were going well.

He was mostly just enthused to see Myr again, given the distance that had been between them.

Searching the docks, it takes him some time to politely make his way through the crowd. He finds Myr being talked to by... some local children? That's sweet-

Until he overhears what's happening. Then. Well, he's mostly furious and outraged. Everett can keep a steady head, despite that anger, quickly thinking on the best way to retaliate. Nonviolently, of course, he wouldn't disgrace the dignitaries or Aefenglom by assaulting someone. Humiliating them, though? He can think of a way. He speedily walks up behind the man and drops Clementine into the demanding adult's shirt collar. The kids will surely enjoy how he dances about in tickled panic to feel a rat crawling all around beneath his clothing.

"If you're hoping for an education, seek it elsewhere," his rad zinger probably goes unnoticed, the man is too busy yelling and kicking about, reaching for something he cannot catch. The children are delighted by their handler suddenly being set into such a dance.