The disparity was clear.
Especially when the sage golden dragonling decided to stand on the table on his stubby little legs, chest puffed out, tail stiff with importance, and asked a question that instantly shifted the entire atmosphere of the room.
Despite the fact that he barely reached up to anyone's waist, Orien Vathros looked every bit like a teacher taking command of his class.
"So," the baby dragon said seriously, golden eyes sharp as he looked down at them, "what does mana feel like to you?"
The room froze.
Riley blinked.
Once.
Then again.
Well, he had prepared to hear a different take. Maybe a little trial and error here and there.
He just didn't think he'd be hit with a question like that off the bat.
Even Thyrran reacted to that. The guardian snake lifted his head and slowly slithered closer, eyes narrowing with interest as if that single question had piqued his interest.
