“Well, you technically aren’t a dragon type, but you’re still in
the dragon egg group” he said, shrugging with a clink “so anyway,
you made it really seem like you wanted it to be quiet and loud,
weird and weirder, and handsome and handsomer”
“Very normal” he nodded, stepped onto the wall robin had been on
previously in one gracious step “so, You’re so super not gay? I’m
not absolutely stunning in your eyes? You don’t like how the sun
reflects of the fountain and shimmers rainbows onto my bright metal
scales?”
“While that is true, you said it in the not homie way” he said,
leaping off the wall and standing in front of him, almost snout to
snout “you’re mighty fine, robin”
It was almost impossible to tell what he was thinking by just
looking at his face but he obviously wasn't moving away. "..No,
aha..totally said it in..the homie way!"
He paused for a second, clearly flustered though you most likely
couldn't tell as any blush he had probably couldn't be seen on his
face. "..Tch, whatever.."
He raised his scales again, and and,er them fall to cool himself
off. He turned around, smiling “what would your response be if I
said it was super cute that you’re acting all flustered?”