Alex puts the notebook he'd filled with notes that he was now annotating and correcting to address Jon more properly, taking the offered hand and shaking it.
"There's nothing to be sorry about, I think most of us here are relying on each other as much as we are the petrified dragon." His parents may have raised him on rugged survivalism, but they always made sure he knew that surviving was more often than not a group effort.
"What can I help you with? Oh, and don't mind Crow, he's probably just figuring out how to beg food scraps off both of you." Alex smiles a little and scritches the griffin under the chin.
The sound of voices and scent of the wolf has Crow moving in closer to Alex. He'd befriended the one belonging to Mattias easily enough, but he's a lot more aware of how small and edible he might look to a wolf like Ghost. His beak tastes the air again as he tries to figure out if he has a new hunting buddy or nemesis.
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"There's nothing to be sorry about, I think most of us here are relying on each other as much as we are the petrified dragon." His parents may have raised him on rugged survivalism, but they always made sure he knew that surviving was more often than not a group effort.
"What can I help you with? Oh, and don't mind Crow, he's probably just figuring out how to beg food scraps off both of you." Alex smiles a little and scritches the griffin under the chin.
The sound of voices and scent of the wolf has Crow moving in closer to Alex. He'd befriended the one belonging to Mattias easily enough, but he's a lot more aware of how small and edible he might look to a wolf like Ghost. His beak tastes the air again as he tries to figure out if he has a new hunting buddy or nemesis.