Hm? [ ah. the books. he definitely doesn't feel defensive for having it noticed, his body language stiffening for a flash of a moment. ] They're the closest to dragons that they seem to have here. There's one they call a Komodo dragon, but it looks nothing like— doesn't matter.

To the dining hall, then? You'll understand if I don't offer my arm, won't you? They have a peculiar like for eggs.