A little disappointed that he arrived so late, Llyr fidgeted as he watched her place the pears into the cart. "I'm well, thank you, miss. A little restless though, this morning gave me such a fright that I'm not sure how I feel about all this anymore... And the magic, everyone seems so adept and we haven't even started class ye--" Llyr silenced himself abruptly and blushed at the realisation that he was babbling. "I mean; how are you, miss?"<br/><br/>Blodeuwedd pressed her nose against the sleepy dragon and chirped. Her tail wagged with glee as she pushed away from the cart into a playful pouncing position. The smaller dragons returned to Llyr's shoulders, they were getting tired and craved the warmth radiating from his red cheeks.