"Oh, you're just a little guy, aren't you? What are you doing all alone here?" The Courser would query the small slime that was as curious as Magnus was. The Courser's grey eyes peered down at the little green slime on the ground before him. It blinked up at him with it's big, yet child-like eye with a slight hint of worry of being trampled. Magnus took great care in keeping his hooves a good distance to avoid any accidental stepping on of the small juvenile slime.

The Courser's kind yet confident smile was of great comfort to the little creature, Magnus lying down to get at the same level as the little being to be less intimidating to them. He knew what it felt like to be towered over from when he was a young foal, born a runt. Now a full grown adult, here he was now talking to a little baby slime like he was a parent.

"How about we go take you back home...to whatever home is for someone as little and cute as you down here." He spoke in a soft voice, waiting patiently to see if the little slime would be fine with letting essentially a stranger lead it home. It seemed to not think about it for long before crawling over to climb up Magnus.

The well-dressed Courser would let the little slime creature climb up him to sit upon the Courser's back as he trotted off in search of where the little guy had wandered away from. He may be of supposed 'royalty' according to himself, but his personality was anything but a royal pain as he was very caring with a hero mindset.

He was a simple Courser, someone or something in need...he will drop everything to help them. Even if it means dropping his treasure hoarding escapades.