He nodded, having been hearing the arguments from his window overlooking the main square. "Yes, but I was aiming for the older kids, the teenagers. Just smart enough to do something dumb, and just old enough to get into a lethal situation. And other than the phantom healing pain and aches from lying down too much, nothing really. Just weakness from healing up faster than my body is used to."<br/><br/>He sat down at the table rather than lying on the bed, and leaned against it. "Worst I ever got hurt. Other than the time I went rock climbing and feel nearly fifteen feet. Broke a number of bones, but nothing too serious. Just fractures, so I looked like a mummy for a while. I was just old and smart enough to do something lethal and dumb. And I would rather they NOT know the damage to the floor of the common room was likely me. Even though it did allow me to rough the dragon up a bit more. Still, he was far harder than I expected, but he was also far smarter than my book said he should be. So going to have to use it as a guideline, rather than as a rule."