[ The dragonling eyes them both, tail twitching, but she doesn't move. Bull casually drapes his arm around Jim, over his shoulders, hand settling on his arm. ]
There, see Dawnstone? Nothing to worry about.
[ She snuffles, a bit of smoke curling out of her nose, but shifts on the couch to curl her tail around her legs. Much less likely to pounce, that's good. ]
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There, see Dawnstone? Nothing to worry about.
[ She snuffles, a bit of smoke curling out of her nose, but shifts on the couch to curl her tail around her legs. Much less likely to pounce, that's good. ]
I have no idea what that means, you know.