"Zurgen," Rolan swears, looking away as his shoulders reflexively hunch around his ears defensively. A small sliver of panic slices through him, but he stomps it down quick; he'd accepted the abuse Lorroakan doled out before because he thought it was what he had to do. He knew better now, and he knew - he knew! - that he was capable of taken the other wizard on by himself. Hells, he hadn't even needed magic to finish the bastard off! All it had took in the end was one solid push off the side of the tower...

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Rolan forces himself to relax and think things through logically. "Fine. This is fine. I can deactivate the portal when it's not in use, and if the others are anything like the Lorroakan I knew, then it's unlikely that they'll know how to reactivate it. I can work with this."

"Thank you," he adds, returning his attention to Ayatan and bowing his head in deference. "Your input has been very helpful and has given me much to think about."