[ Please ignore the sex fiend allegations! Those people are just haters. 🥺

Anyway, Dark kicks his feet comfortably on Eustace's shoulder after apparently having lowered into a sit. His head is resting comfortably in the lush fur of Eustace's wolfy ear while they go— wherever Eustace takes them. ]

Could be, if you're well-versed enough in high ancient magic. That arm's probably like... I'd say like 1,920-ish years old from the looks of it. Potent, though.