[Is he going to forget her name again? God. Anyway, Marianne, I'm sorry, but that question is definitely earning you an even flatter Look, because it's not like he speaks dragon!!!]
How would they tell me anything? They—led me here.
[Dragged him here, he means—and now the fat one sitting atop his shoulder refuses to let him leave. Tomato, tomahto, really. He's crossing his arms because he can, not because he's defensive!
Not that it lasts long, anyway, because a dragonling makes another go for Marianne's hair, and Felix... well. So maybe he was a little harsh? The least he can do, he supposes, is reach over to shoo this beast away before it does any more damage.]
Leave her alone.
[Is one of these dragons beginning to hum the opening chords to that classique tune... maybe so...]
we traded muppet opera for dragon etta james... upgrade
How would they tell me anything? They—led me here.
[Dragged him here, he means—and now the fat one sitting atop his shoulder refuses to let him leave. Tomato, tomahto, really. He's crossing his arms because he can, not because he's defensive!
Not that it lasts long, anyway, because a dragonling makes another go for Marianne's hair, and Felix... well. So maybe he was a little harsh? The least he can do, he supposes, is reach over to shoo this beast away before it does any more damage.]
Leave her alone.
[Is one of these dragons beginning to hum the opening chords to that classique tune... maybe so...]