He touches it now, running his fingers along the scales. Henry couldn't even begin to imagine that he'd be ever touching a dragon. He honestly thought he'd learn how to fight one at some point from his grandfather. But, this? It's completely different. He stops mid-stroke when he starts to listen to the explanation of dragons.

There's a contemplative look to that, but he shakes his head at the first start. "The dragons here are just different, I guess. But, I know my book wasn't lying when there was a dragon attacking King Midas' kingdom and my gramps had to go and um..." He's not about to finish that statement because, dragon right beside him. He's going to stop touching it now.