The dragon stared at Athens. What a nice name, he thought cheerfully. He envisioned the angel as tall, maybe Greek-looking, with olive skin and dark hair - probably immensely handsome as well. He lifted his hands to sign something, then paused, wondering if Athens even knew sign language at all. After a moment's hesitation, he tossed his head and signed, It's lovely to meet you, and you have a lovely name.
He paused, not knowing what to say next. He had never been the best at interaction - always painfully shy until Marionette had rescued him from that hellhole he had been in before. You smell...nice. He hoped that wouldn't offend the angel. Oh, well - at least he had gotten to meet an actual angel.
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