[That's interesting. And probably a relief. It would mean he could at least use one hand to deal with people without worrying about transferring anything. Hawke's fine with gloves, she wore them plenty in her day-to-day life since she carries weapons and doesn't wear down her hands. She's still adjusting though.

Hawke grins, her eyes lighting up. She always likes talking about dragons.]

Yeah! She was a high dragon, red, beautiful, ferocious. It's a good thing we got her to land because I wasn't great at fighting anything that high above me.

[They had long range weapons but nothing that could really attract a dragon. She came down to deal with those pesky mortals and ended up paying for it. But Hawke loves dragons.]

There's a variety of dragons that prey on certain territories, and people always end up irritating them and need saving.