"Do not go tattling to Kitty," Phil said, fixing Lockheed with a stare. "You hear me? Be nice, he's adjusting."
Lockheed just gave him a look that could most charitably be described as incredibly, incredibly grumpy. Phil was pretty sure they were lucky on that score.
"And trust me, if you think dragons don't exist then you're really not gonna believe the rest of this place." So helpful. Not.