Bella really listened to Jamie instead of letting his words go in one ear and out the other. Dagda was a dragon—a small dragon, but a dragon nonetheless—and she couldn't deny that fact no matter how hard she tried to argue. She didn't, however, believe that seeing a dragon was dangerous in all cases. "We could watch from afar. I'm not asking you to let me pet him. I just want to check in on him... see his growth for myself," she said sincerely, mindlessly patting his arm as she looked back down towards the pups.

"And Jamie, I just—" She stopped and turned back to face Jamie, her lips tilted down into a frown. "I wasn't angry because of Dagda. I just—I really wanted you to like my redecoration, and you... didn't."

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