[Galleon Rock]

Belly? What belly?
There's certainly no belly on the tiny dragon that's standing on the floor, much too low to be grabbed by a necromancer without him bending over. Zebes shuts down all telepathic activity and scuttles away, claws clicking.

"Um. Yes. That is a thing that happened. Who are you and why are you here?" he asks, trying to be polite so he doesn't have his mind wrenched from reality.
Great. A Far Thing. Jace has been lucky to not have ever run into these things in earnest. He's never even needed to use his Amnesiac potion except for Geneva. Or was she Fortuna at that point? It's hard to remember.