Cyrus looked up at the dragon and just observed him. He realized that while he may be more agile and more smarter than the dragon before him. He knew that he wouldn't be able to get away easily, not without an opening. "Well it doesn't really look like I have much of a choice do I, also I am not your you either, my name is Cyrus and that is what you will call me." He excalimed, sounding slightly irratated. He looked at the dragon some more and noticed and that he looked rather small compared to the dragons he read shot when he was younger but he did have very interesting scales. "Why do you want to keep me anyway." Cyrus asks curiously.