Dr. Xavier could have finished her shift, made it home, and buried her head in a pillow if she had to. But this is much easier.
"Hi, Bar, can I have a stimulant that won't interfere with my judgement or dexterity or anything like that?"
"Dragons do totally breathe fire. There aren't many isolate dragons left, though, which is sad."
"The flying bison went through a bottleneck too but they've recovered better. They're more domesticated than dragons ever really get so people wanted them and there were obvious incentives."
"Given some of the themes of dragon-related stories in my world this does not surprise me."
"Oh--sometimes they're villainous mauraders, sometimes they're wise old beings, but they're always--orthoganal to humanity somehow."
"Fire Avatars get dragons. Basically no one else can keep them, though. Flying bison will get along great with any airbender and okay with other people who give them enough hay."
"And they give a really smooth ride, moreso than my roc can, but that takes some of the fun out of it for me."
"Flying with magnetism is pretty smooth by default, but you can do a lot of midair jinks and stuff."
"Enough to support my body comfortably so I'm not just hanging from my wrists and ankles or floating on a thin enough layer that I'm worried it'll tear and dump me on the ground. It's not a hard line, the more there is the easier it is, and honestly I'm too tired to want to do it right now anyway."
"Unfortunately, my shift doesn't end for another couple of hours. I'm using Milliways time-folding to take a break and get off my feet for a bit."
"And acquire a better stimulant than coffee, which I will consume when I'm ready to leave so I don't waste any of it," she says, gesturing to the pill and the glass of water.
"I'd been wondering what that was but it did look like it might be a pill so I wasn't going to ask in case it was personal."