[ He does his best to hold as still as possible, though the hissing from the dragon makes him jump a little. He can't help it—he's always been nervous being so close to monsters like this, especially without his weapon drawn, but he knows the aim here isn't to kill. These dragons aren't their enemies. They were friends before Ysverai rose, and they will not betray them now. ]
Y-yeah. [ And quickly his moves, his hand feeling along the dragon's jaw until he can feel the tendon there, his fingers firm but gentle against it. ] I got it.
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Y-yeah. [ And quickly his moves, his hand feeling along the dragon's jaw until he can feel the tendon there, his fingers firm but gentle against it. ] I got it.