There wasn’t a right thing for him to say, but what he did say was not the wisest choice. Era was done being insulted. She had had enough of small-minded creatures thinking she was some kind of monster. Sliding her tail down to coil around his ankles, Era flipped the man upside-down and held him thus aloft.
“Yes. I can ‘talk.’ So you listen and listen well. I do NOT appreciate being the target of your hunt.” The dragon was practically hissing her words. “That is not polite.” She rattled him again, carefully this time as she was sensible to his precarious position. “If you are so eager for my attention, could simply ask. Honestly, a three-toed sloth has you beat for manners.” She hurled a few more insults at him just for good measure before asking, “Just what did you think you were doing any way?”