[The boys are fighting... Ain becomes flat under Add's big paw, meanwhile. Warm dragon... he is a little cold now that he's covered in sweat, saliva, and is exposed to the open air, but at least the dragons are furnaces.]
Are you gonna carry me?
[Raising his little arms up... pick him up. Carry him. He is so small you Must.]
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Are you gonna carry me?
[Raising his little arms up... pick him up. Carry him. He is so small you Must.]