"Miss Adair, why would we avoid fighting a skeletal dragon? Would it be hard to speak to them about why they made certain decisions?" There was anger painting Gils' face. He had always feared that his father wouldn't come back from a hunting trip. This made him a bit more attached to the times his father returned home. The thought that a father could choose just to leave, even though a different species of dragon, made his heart shake with anger.
Midnight on the other hand was not conflicted at all. She could tell that a male dragon might have left regardless. The dragons lived for exceedingly long periods of time and having both parents around at all times was a tough possibility. But she did understand that she would have not been with the party if he had been around?"
