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Argenta: Finally... somewhere to rest these accursed legs...

Nao Mariota (AU): The desert has a way of humbling even dragons, it seems. But I can't allow such a reptile to rest on a hard bench like this.

Argenta: What in the—unhand me! I wanted to sit not be held like some, infant!

Nao Mariota (AU): Regardless of your preference. I can't allow such being such as yourself to sit on a desert hard bench.

Argenta: While I appreciate....your concern..I am quite capable of- how am I not am to break out of your grasp?

Nao Mariota (AU): Mmm, you're like a cool silver pillow. The desert makes everything so hot. You must always feel so cold, how convenient for me.

Argenta: Did you just compare me to a bag of ice?! I am the silver dragon, not some convenient way to cool yourself off.

Nao Mariota (AU): But you're so cold, personality and physically. Like an angry cat after a cold bath~

Argenta: This is... this is the most humiliating moment of my thousand-year existence...atleast it's comfortable humiliation. Why am I feeling so.... tired?

Nao Mariota (AU): Don't worry. I won't tell anyone the mighty Silver Dragon needed a nap in a stranger's lap. Your secret's safe with me.

Argenta: I hate you.

Nao Mariota (AU): No you don't. You're purring.