Poppins smiled and held up her free hand as Chiren was having the time of her life with the Gnome’s other hand. “I’m not judging you, Frank. It’s just very rare you see a farmer in Dalaran, even more rare in this section. I think people are as equally curious about you as they are Lexi here, she’s obviously a dragon but she’s also clearly not normal and we can tell. So we have a farmer in Dalaran, in a highly restricted area of the library, with a dragon that’s not a dragon. Highly unusual. Oh, we would never dream of trying to take her scales.” The ice cream was a perfectly smooth texture with bits of diced berry sprinkled throughout and flavored with vanilla and almond.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> “Fine, fine.”</span><br/><br/>Crimzon nodded and seemed to blush a little.<span style="color: #660000">“Right… I guess that was pretty messy.”</span>She nodded again and got some rags as requested.<span style="color: #660000">“Next time you’ll just have to swallow all of it so doesn’t make such a mess.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>