Draiss simply stared at the man in front of him for a moment, the desire for freedom warring with the desire to tell this bastard to piss off. But he suddenly nodded, and said, "Fine, you want me to meet with him, and convince him to come back. I can do that. When do I leave?"<br/><br/>Oh yes, he would show him that the world was a dangerous place, and the reason that dragons were at the top of the food chain was a DAMN good one. He did not, however, show any of this too him, but simply said, "Fine, but I want something from you, other than just the documentation. A Draco starter, and I will even promise to make sure he gets home alive and unharmed. Just point me in his direction of travel, and let me loose."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Zelda stood in the room, watching Sepia leave with a weird feeling, but she shook it off. This was not the first time she had been dragged out of bed at unholy hours of the morning for some tamer, but she had always been passed up before. Now it was simply tediously waiting, and waiting, and *gasp* more waiting.