Sam watched Luna's palm as she held it up in front of her, producing another golden bubble. It was funny, but the sight of it really did seem to cheer him a little despite the cold and the snow that was almost up to Luna's knees.
He rubbed his palms together for warmth and the sudden need for something to do with them. He wasn't going to be producing little golden bubbles out of them anytime soon.
"Dragons?" Sam repeated, not sure if this was also something that existed in Luna's world or just something she dreamed about. Though, on second thought he was pretty sure dragons didn't exist anywhere except in kids basements during D&D tournaments. He grinned as she described the pudding. "That does sound delicious."