Well, that wasn't ominous in the slightest. Talking about dragons was easy, it was something he knew, and it didn't involve complex issues of... stuff. Aedan rubbed at the back of his neck, hoping it wasn't anything too awkward.
"We can talk about anything you want to," although with them, 'stuff' usually meant the sort of stuff that made one of them panic and run away.
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