Callum looked at Charlie and sighed. "Really? Us? I'm not a politician. How the fuck should I know?" He looked toward the front of the tent, as if he could see the dragons. "What about some kind of teaching centre? Or even a place where people can come and see them? They are used to people in a way that other dragons aren't. Not a zoo, because that would be too chaotic, but maybe a reserve that's open to the public in limited ways."
He stared at Charlie, smiling a little. "What else is there? We're not getting married, we aren't have children, we're not kids that need to get our parents' permission, and we're not rich brats that need to make some statement with the high society. We're here and we're doing this together, yeah? The only question is whether we're shagging other people if the opportunity comes."