Stavanger Bay we are graveyards reaching, with haunted bones

Drogon looks up from the corpse and swipes his salmon pink tongue across his jowls as she makes her presence known to him, unable to help the surprise he feels that she’s bothering to approach him at all …and that she waited for him to finish his meal first. He’d appreciative of the latter because he cringes at the idea of spoiling a perfectly good meal with an argument. He continues to clean off his muzzle, acknowledging her presence with the steady persistence of his glacial gaze upon her. He doesn’t really expect her to talk to him — admittedly the tundrian was a total ass to her last time they’d spoken. There’d been no need for it, aside from the fact that Drogon is generally an ass to everyone he meets; and his apathetic and unapologetic disregard for the feelings of others only serves to add insult to injury. He realizes that he could stand to be …kinder but holds that flawed belief that the world never apologized for making him into what he is so then why should he apologize for what he became in return?

He noses the carcass in search of anything left he can steal from it, cracking off a long rib bone to worry. The crack is loud in the otherwise still silence between them and an umbra ear flickers towards her with unbridled shock when she speaks to him; and not just speaks to him but blurts out a confession; a sacrament of penance as if he can offer her reconciliation. Or perhaps, nothing like that at all. Perhaps she just needed to confess and he’s the easier one to confess too because they have no ties to one another and he doesn’t really know her from Eve. His jaw tightens around the rib bone for a second before he sets it at his paws as he turns to face her once more.

“Why’s that?” He inquires, figuring that if he can offer her nothing else at the very least he can let her talk about it to him, if she desires to get it off her chest as he picks the bone back up and begins to worry it, suckling the marrow from within after he chews, stretching out into a sphinx-like position so he can hold the bone beneath a large paw and better chew upon it.