( Ian would have a fair few things to say about the list of stuff Nate's keeping from him for his own good, but he's also a total hypocrite. Surely these communication issues won't lead to any conflict later.

Don't think he doesn't clock that turn, Drake.

Rather than answer, he chucks a hunk of what looks an awful lot like crystal -- straight from the magical dragon itself, irreverent as hell, aiming for Nate's chest. )

You're gonna be hoping for the Pteranodon.

( A mild, completely (probably) unfounded threat. )

Anyway, I don't think throwing stuff at you is really gonna teach us anything. If we wanna gauge size and force... I'm pretty sure we're gonna have to go a little Harry Potter. Have a wizard duel in the alien jungle.