It was strange.
I thought people would freak out and run around. They didn't. They just stared. They just stared at the dragon, with their jaws hanging. Surprised? Yes. Frightened? No.
But regardless, it was fruitful that I'd found the lady I was looking for.
"He is your pet, you said," the lady said.
Her golden hair almost overflowed, radiating light like the sun. It'd be a waste to turn her-
Oh?
No, I didn't feel lust for her. I didn't even feel the urge to see her strip. Yet, the idea of robbing her of her mortality, robbing her of her flesh didn't seem right with me. Interesting. The feeling, and the meaning behind it, was indeed interesting.
"Yes," I said. I didn't bother getting down. Vivia had grabbed on to me tighter than she realized and the goblin held on to her.
Hmm? One of them had a minor crisis and might or might not have wet themselves. I couldn't tell who and frankly, I didn't care.
