[One final rinse it will be, and he very briefly lets go of the young dragon to test if such a thing will be viable. It doesn't move, seeming content to just whine and sulk with its head resting on the tub. Woe is the poor dragongling.]

Oh, the usual. Listen to one's parents, do not misbehave, do not wander off into trouble and stumble across wayward monsters.

[He shrugs, obviously amused.]

Though I suppose the last two apply regardless of one's age.