Silent comfort was good, but it would probably be more effective once they're not walking around the city to get away from the rain. The dragons seemed to understand humans just as well as any other small pet did, which is to say, sometimes they listened, and sometimes they didn't. In many ways, they reminded peter of scaly cats who could breathe fire.
"Got it in one. Were you all on the same side of the war then?" He asks just to know what is he dealing with. Peter has no opinion about wars that are from another world, it's not his place to judge, but it helps to know if two people will try to kill each other on sight or not after finding themselves in the same room.
They finally made it into the Hangar and the blond lets out a sigh of relief when the building stops the elements from giving them more grief. At his feet, the dragons shake themselves like dogs to get rid of the extra water clinging to their scales. When Paku Paku does the same, still perched on Peter's shoulder, it splashes his face with raindrops prompting him to let out an Oi, careful. before he smiles at Trowa.
"Good then, it's no problem. My ship down that corridor." Some more walking, thankfully this time there's no wind or rain hitting them from every angle. The hangar isn't exactly warmth, but it's nicer here than outside. There are rows of different ships, shuttles, and vehicles around them, Trowa might spot some familiar big robots too.
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Silent comfort was good, but it would probably be more effective once they're not walking around the city to get away from the rain. The dragons seemed to understand humans just as well as any other small pet did, which is to say, sometimes they listened, and sometimes they didn't. In many ways, they reminded peter of scaly cats who could breathe fire.
"Got it in one. Were you all on the same side of the war then?" He asks just to know what is he dealing with. Peter has no opinion about wars that are from another world, it's not his place to judge, but it helps to know if two people will try to kill each other on sight or not after finding themselves in the same room.
They finally made it into the Hangar and the blond lets out a sigh of relief when the building stops the elements from giving them more grief. At his feet, the dragons shake themselves like dogs to get rid of the extra water clinging to their scales. When Paku Paku does the same, still perched on Peter's shoulder, it splashes his face with raindrops prompting him to let out an Oi, careful. before he smiles at Trowa.
"Good then, it's no problem. My ship down that corridor." Some more walking, thankfully this time there's no wind or rain hitting them from every angle. The hangar isn't exactly warmth, but it's nicer here than outside. There are rows of different ships, shuttles, and vehicles around them, Trowa might spot some familiar big robots too.