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Impatient, are we?

[ Quite fair, in truth. If he had a child --

(and a distant, uneasy part of him suspects he never will do, that he's incapable)

-- he'd probably not want to stand around discussing plants either if they were in trouble. ]

I'll draw their attention, then. You look for Drogon.

[ No doubt he'll kick up a fuss once he hears help is near.

He slips out from behind the tree, silent and light-footed, then vanishes in a whirl of shadow and appears behind someone else in the camp.

His dagger is already up, ready to end their miserable existence, and quickly he has achieved his goal --

Wrathion is very good at drawing attention, unsurprisingly. ]