[After everything else, Merlin can't actually consider something like angels strange just because he's never seen one - and he's known seers, several of them! So. Close enough?

But dragons, dragons are good.]

No, they just act like angry old men. And the one I helped hatch from its egg had been in that egg for hundreds of years. If a baby's hundreds of years old, then it stands to reason my friend is... well, getting on in years.