"Sounds smarter than I am," Bob says with a grin and, though he's joking, isn't overly concerned with how intelligent or unintelligent people think he is. Things like that don't really matter to him. What matters is that his mates know that he's got their back.

"Did they tell you how to look after him? When you got him?" Fuck knows what dragons eat for breakfast. Even tiny ones like Dink.