Shut up. Dragons were a species in my world, also. [ there's a pause, before she decides to say, dismissively: ] They're the only things that can kill me.

[ so whatever he's implying, he's wrong, all right?

to be sure, it was foolish idea, bringing her here, and he'll hear about it eventually. thankfully, she's currently occupied with indescribable nostalgia — it doesn't show in her expression, which is more or less scrutinizing the so-called "dragons." ]

Even Wyverns are less pathetic than these lizards.

[ but to her surprise, they're sentient enough to recognize someone to who saved it...? or maybe it just smells the food in his pocket. the red dragon close to them, she tentatively reaches out to stroke the top of its head. she scoffs almost fondly. ]

So you managed to escaped, and this guy dragged you back, huh?