"Do you need help?" Trundling after him, the red-scaled dragon isn't much taller than he is in this form, but his wings take a rather significant portion of the space, and he shifts one to show it better. The talon on its joint could reach higher much easier than the silver dragonling with him, and he doesn't seem particularly bothered by their strange new form-- more like amused at it.
The click of the door is too quick for him to be much help yet, but Esteban slips a hook through the small opening to keep it from closing. Sliding like a cat through the gap, he holds the door ajar until Kaiba starts squirming through, bounding ahead to repeat the process with the next one.
So uh... "Where's the lab car again?" Clearly, Esteban doesn't spend much time in it; he's got a pretty good idea that it's at the front of the train-- but where? that's another question. OH!
"If we don't find her there, we should just bake an apple pie!" Look at how smart he is, brightening like it's the easiest solution. The gap shows his teeth again, needle-sharp and gleaming, and his whiskers twist in the air next to his head. "Lure her back to the kitchen!"
Would Snapper even know where the kitchen actually is?
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The click of the door is too quick for him to be much help yet, but Esteban slips a hook through the small opening to keep it from closing. Sliding like a cat through the gap, he holds the door ajar until Kaiba starts squirming through, bounding ahead to repeat the process with the next one.
So uh... "Where's the lab car again?" Clearly, Esteban doesn't spend much time in it; he's got a pretty good idea that it's at the front of the train-- but where? that's another question. OH!
"If we don't find her there, we should just bake an apple pie!" Look at how smart he is, brightening like it's the easiest solution. The gap shows his teeth again, needle-sharp and gleaming, and his whiskers twist in the air next to his head. "Lure her back to the kitchen!"
Would Snapper even know where the kitchen actually is?