Locke watched Lenger as the tears from his eyes stopped briefly. The dragon seemed to be reminded of something as he turned away from Locke repeating the word "fate". "Yes Lenger fate. Why else would I be down in this slimy hole, no offense Zaana, dry as can be." Locke said stepping closer to the dragon the saliva glistening on his scales. "Lenger I know I was mean and rude to you earlier and I'm sorry. Will you be my friend?" the fox asked standing right behind the dragon now, looking for a reply.