He still keeps his armload of hatchlings close to him anyway. Not because he doesn't trust this young man but because now that he's got an armload of baby dragons he doesn't want to put them down again. Though the little silver on his lap whines a little at being neglected for a little.

"Well, I do eat meat, so I know I have no room to talk, but not these little guys." He grins more as the little dragon on Venom's lap gets more comfortable. "You might be there for a while. But if you need to go, I'm sure I can add to my little pile."