"Well, that is my mistake then." he says. "Now if you want to
escape, now would be the right time to go." he says and points his
tail to the door. "However, I would try being good once in a
while."
"Nope. I be taking a big chance, and me also worn out from escaping
eweir." he said to her, still feeling tiny effects from the
tranquilizer in his system.
"I don't really know. Maybe bite a leg or something, then hide like
how I did, but that got me being put to sleep, so that not good
idea. Maybe just hide somewhewe white wike you scales." he said,
not exactly knowing what to do. "Oh, I have idea. Pway dead or
sick."
Barry starts to groan, not pretending to be sick. This is the real
deal. He tries turning but because of the chains he can't. He needs
a doctor to help him.
Faron wasn't exactly a doctor but she knew a lot about dragons.
"Ok, first things first, is he dehydrated? I heard that Seawings
can't live without water. Second, what happened before he started
being like this?" She asked.
Nivri was certain that this was the scientist's fault. She had
gotten herself free and had her tail in a position of a scorpion's,
ready to strike.
"Alright, I think I have something for that." Faron said, rummaging
through a pouch full of medical items for dragons. She pulled out
something and made Barry eat it. "That should help"