'Thank you Artimer. What are we going to do with him?' She was doing everything she could to calm him down and it was working. His heart beat was slowing and his head was clearing just enough so he could think with out wanting to kill something. 'I don't know Clairissa, together we can get out of here, but I need to kill something or let out a lot of energy, or I may kill some one. Your the only one keeping me sane right now.' He could see the mage shifting form leg to leg. He pulled Clairissa into a hug and moved her back near his side, Hiding her under his wing.<br/><br/>"Mage tell me your freakin' name," He used the same voice he would on a miss behaving subordinate, causing the man to jump. "Uh, Darrel...Darrel Breken," Darrel stammered, he turned around slowly to face the dragon. When he was fully around he bowed clumsily. "At your service." Artimer growled in his direction warning him to not step forward. "Where is your home, maggot?" this was the only way he was able to keep some control. He kept Clairissa close to himself as her touch reminded him she was near and safe. Anger flared up in Darrel's eyes, but he did not act on it. He did not know how the girl was keeping the dragon calm, in fact he was surprised that the dragon hadn't killed her yet.<br/><br/>"Maggot, I asked you a question. Where. Is. Your. Home?" Artimer's patience was running thin with this mage. He could not trust him and he intended to not let him leave his sight. "Uh well, its a short walk and skip from here, dragon." Darrel had a hard time keeping his voice even, and clear of the anger he felt in his stomach.