[She takes his chin in her fingers, turning his head this way and that to watch those catlike pupils respond to the light. MAN THIS IS SURREAL. Not that she hasn't seen him on these weekends before, but there's usually always been more pressing things to focus on than the little details of his body.]
[Now she gets to actually look.]
Man.
... Do I still get a dragon-ride if we're smushed into this space station?
[SHE HASN'T FOUND OUT ABOUT THE ATMOSPHERE BUBBLE AND IS A LITTLE CONCERNED ABOUT THE POSSIBLE IMPLICATIONS OF PROPERTY DAMAGE HERE.]
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[Now she gets to actually look.]
Man.
... Do I still get a dragon-ride if we're smushed into this space station?
[SHE HASN'T FOUND OUT ABOUT THE ATMOSPHERE BUBBLE AND IS A LITTLE CONCERNED ABOUT THE POSSIBLE IMPLICATIONS OF PROPERTY DAMAGE HERE.]