Having grown up here, Nigel had always had a healthy respect for the dragons in the Glen, but he still found them fascinating. He did much prefer the research side to the keeping side, however. "Completely fair." Most people probably had gotten a real dose of dragon-reality last year.

"It's been a while for me too, but I needed something to tinker with and I enjoy fixing things." It wasn't something he consciously made a habit of, but the more time he spent fixing up the telescope and the observatory, the more he found himself enjoying having a project of sorts. That it was his rendezvous place with Enid was a beautiful excuse, but he found himself enjoy every aspect of the meetings.

Morgan stopped by to ask what they wanted and Nigel just ordered a tankard of ale for himself; a much safer option than the whiskey he had opted for the last time he'd had a drink here. Though the outcome was better than he hoped for, Nigel still harbored a little bit of residual embarrassment from that night he'd gotten a little sloppy around Enid.