Jidaesem bid the two humans a good day and left to get some rest, complaining that he was too old for this sort of thing. Meanwhile, Likimar sprawled out on the ground near the fire pit, stretching his wings and basking in the warmth after a long, cold flight.<br/><br/>"You look like you're about to implode," he said to Erica with a sleepy yawn. "Relax! No one's going to eat you..."<br/><br/>"You don't have to eat us to kill us," Erica said. "All it takes is one wrong step, one misspoken word and we get our heads ripped off by Saphira."<br/><br/>"What's a Saphira?" Likimar asked, raising his lizardy brow ridges.<br/><br/>"It's an expression," Jeff said and pulled Erica away from the green dragon. "Will you stop with the fantasy dragons? Saphira was a good dragon too, you know."<br/><br/>"I can't help it, Jeff!" Erica whispered. "It's just too hard to believe this is happening. I get sarcastic when I'm nervous."<br/><br/>Jeff scowled and looked like he was about to say more when a meek and stuttering "Hi" sounded from over his shoulder. He turned and Erica tilted her head to see around her friend. A teenage boy with black and red hair was standing across from them.<br/><br/>"Hey there," Jeff said and smiled. Always warm and calm, even in the face of giant reptilian beasts with six inch claws and the power to breathe fire. "We heard there would be other humans coming. I'm Jeffery Wolf," he extended his hand for the other man to shake, "You can call me Jeff."<br/><br/>"I'm Erica Vaughn," Erica said, coming to stand beside Jeff. "What's your name?"