[He'd still want to know, because he worries. Not that he'd tell Altaïr after being on the receiving end of dat sass.]
Are you just going to sit and read and expect me to find one for you, then? [He casts an eye over the shredded bed and hopes Altaïr won't damage that book. If Achilles were here he'd be throwing fits about dragons that need to get off his lawn and stop ruining his property.]
[ Have you ever seen a dragon trying not to look affronted, Connor. Because congrats. The book he slides to the side as he gets to his feet, flipping the cover closed with the pad of one toe. Missing one of his toes on his forepaw gives him a little more dexterity, ironically. ] I needed time to adjust to this shape.
[ He follows the look towards the bed. In retrospect he should have slept on something less expensive until the danger of spontaneously becoming a lizard had passed. At least he sounds mildly ashamed; he fully intends to either repair or replace the bedclothes as an act of good faith. ] As you can see.
[Connor just shakes his head and crosses his arms. Yes, he can see it, and he has no idea what he's doing to do with two Assassins-turned-dragons. Looking after Korrin is much easier than this: at least she knows how to be a dragon.]
This is not the first time such an incident has occured, but we were able to find the one responsible within a week. If we are able to do the same this time, you and Desmond will not be trapped as you are for long.
[ Don't worry, Connor. Altaïr is small enough to be self-sufficient. ] Good. There are advantages to this form, but not as many as I'd imagined. Were you looking for me?
[He nods.] I was going to ask if you wished to join me for hunting, for Desmond. I thought perhaps I could show you some of what I know. But as you are now...
[Well, he's not exactly going to be offering treerunning lessons to a dragon.]
[ He'd been anticipating their expedition. Navigating this new country is difficult enough, he wants to be more sure of himself before venturing forth into other havens. If at all possible, he'd prefer to accompany Connor, dragon or not. Experimentally, he spreads his wings to see how his coordination's doing; apparently the movement satisfies him. His eyes are better than ever. No reason to put it off. ]
Dragons are predators; I'll surely be of use in the hunt. [ his feathers all but puff up. ] I may still watch you, even if I cannot move like myself.
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[He'd still want to know, because he worries. Not that he'd tell Altaïr after being on the receiving end of dat sass.]
Are you just going to sit and read and expect me to find one for you, then? [He casts an eye over the shredded bed and hopes Altaïr won't damage that book. If Achilles were here he'd be throwing fits about dragons that need to get off his lawn and stop ruining his property.]
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[ He follows the look towards the bed. In retrospect he should have slept on something less expensive until the danger of spontaneously becoming a lizard had passed. At least he sounds mildly ashamed; he fully intends to either repair or replace the bedclothes as an act of good faith. ] As you can see.
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This is not the first time such an incident has occured, but we were able to find the one responsible within a week. If we are able to do the same this time, you and Desmond will not be trapped as you are for long.
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[Well, he's not exactly going to be offering treerunning lessons to a dragon.]
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Dragons are predators; I'll surely be of use in the hunt. [ his feathers all but puff up. ] I may still watch you, even if I cannot move like myself.