smartass_captain

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Felix’s jaw might be on the floor at this point. He’s not sure; he doesn’t dare look away to check. It’s a live dragon; a live dragon who definitely seems to be from Tamriel; it’s a live dragon from Tamriel and he’s apparently religious??

“I- it would be our pleasure, lord,” he stammers, trying to get a hold of himself. He can’t tell if this is the best thing to ever happen or the most terrifying. Okay, closer to the former. The dragon seems less likely (and able) to crush him on a whim than the likes of Hircine. Still, he clings to Jim’s arm protectively before he manages a bow.

“I am named Felix Caelus- and this is my husband, James T. Kirk.” You can’t eat people if you know their names. That’s… a rule he may have made up.