The dragon analogy made him straighten his back a bit more and get a hint of satisfaction to his expression. Why yes, yes it did.
Had he known her association with it, he'd have never questioned it in the first place. As it was, he had to give pause, both with the nibble and with her words, murmuring slightly. He wouldn't notice that the pill was starting to have its effect on him for another few minutes, but it had.
He finally pulled out another cigarette and put it to his lips, lighting it and then handing it to her. "Is good to shares." He said, by way of explanation. And hey, the fur rug started to feel very, very comfortable against his bare side and back. His grin went lopsided and he looked at her, brow raised. "And now," he murmured, "you will start to feel vury goods."