[I MEAN... LUCKILY DRAGONS DON'T PRODUCE A TON OF SPIT, AS IT HAPPENS. but this is still a very special experience.

as soon as he gets through the water and can manage it, Geir lands on one of the crags of stone near Aimintas and opens his mouth to let Pharos climb out into his claws instead. he gets the feeling that most humans would prefer flying outside his mouth, now that there's air again.]