Seeing David so bluntly "get to the point" made the Chromatic Dragon Queen find it rather amusing.
"Although you're a heteromorphic dragon from a foreign realm of the Multiverse," she began, "I must say, in some ways, you do resemble your mother, Pafila. For instance, you're always so... 'impatient.' Impatient to merely go through the motions of your duties to me, impatient to... break free from my control. And, like most Chromatic Dragons, you dragons seem to view us Dragon Gods more as entities with whom you must bargain at great cost. I must say, this is the sorrow of us Chromatic Dragons—or perhaps of all dragonkind—and it is also my sorrow and Bahamut's."
I wouldn't dare! How could you suddenly slap such a heavy label on me? I can't bear it! I'm just a young Red Dragon! It's like a small horse trying to pull a heavy cart! David thought.
