We're never going to have another talk like that ever again, holy shit. [Dave knows it's dumb to say that first thing. But he has to say it. He holds the door open for her and his dragons are laying around. She'd caught him in the middle of grooming their scales. Shed scales are stacked in a pile and shed claws in their own little place.

He returns to his place by Dirk and leaves the door open.] So what's this story you're having me read. Lay it on me.