Cerrit is very aware of his claws. Watson doesn't feel their sharpness even for a second as he shakes. It's so careful, so precise. A good example of what Cerrit is all about.

"Yes, it means I'm a leader within the Eyes of Avalir. An investigatory body, primarily, dealing with criminal matters, and particularly those which involve magic, in the city of Avalir." A pause, and his feathers almost seem to droop. "Or rather, I was, I suppose would be more accurate now."