[It is barely a handful of minutes before Airazor comes fluttering in for a landing beside Primal, having pushed herself as fast as her wings could carry her. As a display of her agitation, she paced sideways back and forth for a few seconds, then started to preen herself as self soothing behavior. Without looking up at him during this process, she spoke]

Mikaela, who owns the bar, has been gifted with the foresight of Alchemist Prime. I asked her to look into my future as a way to amuse us both.

[She finally looks up at him]

You know what she saw.