Sleeping Dragon Crackjaw

Phoenix shrugged off the apology. Sneezing was involuntary as far as he was concerned; not something anyone should feel embarrassed about. He had been studying the male's scarred face, wondering about the unfortunate things that had happened to him, but he turned his eyes away when his guest began to scrutinize him. He felt no desire to make any challenging eye contact.

"Sleeping Dragon, I think," Phoenix rejoined. "Don't know why it's called that, but a pack used to live here. If you can believe it," he tacked on, not sounding like he much believed that himself.

Sorry! Had to go on absence there for a bit.