[Wrathion has a lot of feelings about "helping" and eggnapping, but given that he has only just met Merlin, he takes the time to fake a smile and nod in understanding.]

Well, assuming our hosts did their job correctly, there should be hundreds of dragons still sleeping. Perhaps you will meet more. You will have to introduce me to your friend, should he decide to join us.

[With the gems pocketed, Wrathion crushes the molten rock in his hand to extinguish it, and waves one hand to force the sand off of his clothing. The one true perk to being able to move the earth.]

But I should be getting back. I have a frightful need to rid myself of saltwater.