Sleeping Dragon dragonglass

wassup with dragons lately? tristan wondered aloud, frowning deeply. like -- he'd never heard of them before in his life and in like the last 3 days he'd heard two people talking about them. oh -- shit -- now probably wasn't the time for this nonsense though. i mean -- it's a cool alias, i just keep hearing about dragons and i dunno... it doesn't matter, he said with a shake of his head before asking, you want me to call you that? 

he noted the shift in her expression, how she still quivered, and reached forwards with his nose. he gave her a gentle nudge before finally deciding to up and move beside her, lowering to his stomach and looking at her like 'r u gonna come down here and be comforted or what?' because he didn't really know what else to do. but he wanted to help. he'd already fucked up their friendship once... and he wasn't gonna do it again.