*turns back to the dragon with a slight jump when it touches his nose. He looks up at him, wide-eyed, for a bit, then snaps out of his trance.*<br/><br/>Oh! St-Stank. My name's Stank. I'm just... really thirsty, but I've got nothing to offer in return... I had to get water though! Please, can you let me through? Can we w-work something out?<br/><br/>*he tries his best to smile, but his nervous demeaner fights it back. He looks scared still, but also determined now. Dragon or not, he needs some water.*