Terezi & Ian
"A dragon lusus?" Ian asked. He didn't really know what that meant. "Is that a type of dragon...or...what?"
"Well, it was a while ago." Ian said. He didn't think it was that strange that she didn't remember. Even though it must have been not that much more than a year ago, it felt like forever. It was before Magnus, before his illness, before everything important that had happened to him here. "They were pretty cool. A little dangerous, if you pissed them off, but cool. Clint rode one."