"So, you're saying this Gordo Craig, despite being paralyzed, opened an orphanage specifically for taking in children."
Zog asked as he flipped through Gordo's file.
"Yes, he's such a good person," Elsa remarked with a sigh.
"Nobles doing charity aren't necessarily good people."
It wasn't that Zog was jumping to conclusions. The combination of "nobleman" and "children" just fit a certain stereotype a little too perfectly.
He couldn't understand why the wealthy here had such an unusual fascination with the very young.
Normally, Zog didn't pass judgment on personal preferences.
But this was just sick.
'Not like me. I just like mature dragon ladies.'
"Don't tell me a certain dragon—who only ever thinks about making money and has never done a single good deed—is projecting, now that he's seen someone doing charity?" Elsa's mastery of sarcasm was a direct inheritance from Zog.
