He waits for
elrohir_muse to
leave, hoping - but never assuming - that
shaman_x has really been as good as his word, and has also departed. Carefully, he leans down to pick up the Arkenstone, his recovered jewel, his precious... takes it into his mouth, and gulps. The jewel is gone!
Smiling to himself, he settles down again in his lair to wait awhile. He is in no particular hurry, for his treasures nestle safely next to one another in his crop, far from the furnace of his all-consuming belly.