Henry had, once again, turned from the mix of Hydrogian and Chemoian people and faced the dragon who had mostly finished her job. She was maintaining her distance since she was unfamiliar with the people who were near Henry.
At Siverly's words about a dragon choosing him, he shook his head.
"That doesn't make sense," Henry insisted. "Neither of those things are true. I haven't spent enough time with a mage for this to be possible."
"It certainly doesn't make sense, but it's quite apparent to me that a dragon would only be fond of and protect someone it has chosen," Siverly insisted. "Ask any Nickronian mage. These are basic lessons we learned as children."
