Ally paused at the table, her arms crossed. The first sign of nervousness on her body as she shifted her weight. She frowned at the dragon as it uncurled from the bowl.<br/><br/>The dragon approached Damien, before another burst of flame came from its mouth. Its talons scraping against the table, he took to the air again. Swirling once about Damien, he landed back on Ally's shoulder. Her frown deepened. "Really?" Her expression turned pensive as she stood for a moment in silence.<br/><br/>Turning to him, she smiled again. "So how did you like the hot chocolate? We make the best, you know."