"I'm sure they will be happy to hear from you. I'd like it too if my team were here, even if most of them would have a hard time understanding how this world works." Drax and Mantis, more likely, but Peter still thinks fondly of them.

While all the pets and his new guest get settled, Peter fetched a couple of clean towels from the bathroom and a box of treats for the dragons from the kitchen. He's learned that giving them dried chicken when they behave makes it less likely that they will try to raid his fridge and cabinets. He came back just in time to see one of the little dragons, Denver, jumping on Trowa's lap to ask for pettings. The view made him chuckle.

"Here, give the dragons some of these. That way they will behave...as much as they're capable of behaving, that's it." Peter offered him the box and the towel. "Do you want something warm to drink? I can make tea, coffee, or hot chocolate. I'm partial to the latter."