Cal smirked shrugging his shoulder though  he doubted that the dragon saw the action as he was leading them up the stairs. â€œ I like that I flirt just perfectly fine for everyone's goodâ€ he said and thinking teasing was fair and good for all parties involved promptly gave the dragon a nice firm pinch on his ass. Delighting in the reaction he got, which made him chuckle, which turned into a rather hearty laugh.<br/><br/>When they reached the top he looked took in the room, taking note of the large map and the various crates of supplies that lied about. It looked like some refugee camp to be honest, a place where rebel forces were trying, in vain probably, to fight back against what it was that had brought them there.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">So you woke up in a Steak restaurant? The thing that brings us here seems to have something of a sense of humor at times, whatever it is. Are you hungry or thirsty?â€ </span></span><br/><br/>â€œYeah. I actually was rather, amused by the choice myselfâ€ his tone showing that he was anything but pleased with waking up a steak house. â€œUm...yeah I could go for a wat....â€<br/><br/>Though he could not finish his sentence before the hawk lurched from his chair and stared at him like, well like an elephant in the room. Cal waved giving his best, I promise to not eat or crush you smile, however one could accomplish that. Looking back to the flirty dragon, â€œI will take that water and perhaps an explanation as to what we all may be doing here?â€