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He's trying to kill us--could ruin him--worry about that later--grab your sister and go.
"Yeah, they'd rather have you for a day than risk you going somewhere else," the green haired lady says confidently.
powerispain
"I'm going to want to figure out something longer-term at some point, once I find my sister, assuming I can't just teleport us back home. Which I will want to try, but this is completely unprecedented as far as I know."
"I mean," says the green haired lady, "I assume the wizards'll be able to send you home, wherever that is."
"Probably? They might try to convince you to stay, de-aging could be a big deal, but you can just charge lots of money for that and go around to people until somebody will send you back?"
"Well, let's find you a wizard so you can talk to people besides dragons and find your sister, then."
"Yes I do," says the lady, pointing at her hair. "Anyway, it sounds like things are very different where you come from."
powerispain
"If the identifying characteristic is hair color I'm not sure why the word you picked in my language was dragon. Dragons are supposed to be usually-large reptiles that may or may not have wings or breathe fire."
"...well, if I walked down the street like that I don't see how there'd be any room for anybody else, you know?"
"Well, there is that. Anyway, I'm a dragon, you can tell a female dragon in humanoid form by the hair color unless she's a black dragon or something, but I'm a malachite so it's really obvious. My name's Reesa."