Greta flaps a hand dismissively. They've both had enough happening in their lives for something like this to slip through the cracks. "It's very nice to meet you," she tells the dragon, who chirps again and nods her head in acknowledgment. Before Greta can be too taken aback by the gesture, which has an oft-practiced look to it, the dragonet reverts to a more playful posture and goes galumphing after Pawvus.

Straightening, Greta smoothes her hands over her skirt and raises her eyebrows. "That must be interesting," she says, "have a dragon in the house. She seems like a clever little thing."