I know. Jono nodded. No worries. Can't get mad at people for suggesting things that they're used to doing all the time. It hurts, but I've gotta get over it, I know.
The sooner, probably the better.
At the mention of the dragon, Jono picked his hand up and put it on the creature's body, not quite looking where he was touching, and hoping that he wasn't doing anything rude or bad.
I'm sure there is. Seems like there's lots of things all over the place. I don't know if I'm any good at golf, miniature or otherwise. But we can try.