Azrael caught the flicker of movement on the wall, the hint of shadow, of wing, and smiled slowly.  "that is understandable, it is easy to become claustrophobic if one spends too long inside, even in such beautiful surroundings as these"<br/><br/>He smiled at the grin of the man, a rapid change of mood, a deep character, most interesting, complex people were always best.  "I am very glad to hear it, everyone needs a home to be happy in, to relax and be one's self.  What manner of thrilling hunts?  They must be impressive prey indeed to thrill a dragon lord, I bet one or two give you a challenge though" he rested a hand casually upon his belt beside a sheathed short sword with a wink.