The girl and her dragon were a pair; together far greater than the sum of their parts. They lent each other consequence that alone they could not hold. No doubt his own dragon was smirking at him, but that was the thought in Kernan's mind. "More often than most would know," he admitted easily. "Scouts also make good trackers," such as it stood.

The red seemed rested enough that he stood straight once more, grabbing flight straps, "And they are used to me at the Harper hall, I know who we should seek for your sketch."