I've got to agree, but never let it be said that I attempted to take away a bird's prerogative or something like that.

[What judgment he does pick up on is given a grin in return, seeming to laugh at the whole fact that dragons are trying to kill them. Wonder of wonders, he drags a cigarette from the pack and lights it, making them a visual and scent target.]

Watch them, luv. See who they're diving after. I wouldn't throw something at them. That'll just annoy them. From what I've seen, they go for those poor bullied sods that the main race uses as slave labour.

[And right in front of them, one of the fighter class ends up snatched in the creature's claws.]

Been wrong before though. What were you saying about throwing rocks?