"Alright, alright... Hold your horses, kiddos," he muses good-naturedly. He finds not a dinosaur, but a scroll tied round with a scarlet ribbon. His brow furrows a bit in confusion as he opens the parchment with words written in silver. The contract gives him goosebumps and a wicked chill up his spine as he takes in the oath.

He clears his throat gently and looks up at the kidlings. "Well, it's not a dinosaur--which, for the record, would be totally awesome...But it looks like someone's made a very important promise to never hurt me. Ever."