[ He cocks his head, catching that particular word, curious about it, though it slides to the back of his mind when the door opens and he spies - well, a dragon. A real, live dragon. Scales and everything and sharp enough teeth to give him a second thought about reaching out to touch her.
He comes inside, shutting the door behind him, doing his best to look unimposing to the dragon, but smart enough to keep out of her immediate snapping range. ]
Guess I shouldn't stick my hand our for her to sniff then.
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He comes inside, shutting the door behind him, doing his best to look unimposing to the dragon, but smart enough to keep out of her immediate snapping range. ]
Guess I shouldn't stick my hand our for her to sniff then.