The good mood that Daneel had gotten after breaking through and also discovering just how great it felt to be a Dragon was completely ruined by the news that had been sent by Rayen.
Indeed, although he hadn't remarked to himself regarding it too much, that feeling was something that had made him understand why Dragons were so revered. These were creatures to whom the whole world itself seemed to bow, almost as if that grandeur was also granted by the Will of the world because they deserved to awe each and every one who came upon them.
Of course, it would have been so much better if they didn't have the fatal weakness of losing themselves in their anger, but nothing in the world could be perfect, after all.
Things could only be made to be perfect, and that was what Daneel wanted to do.
He had enough on his plate, so to discover that a few damn Heroes might also bunch up on him when he was weak was very disconcerting news, and exactly what he didn't need right now.
