I'd say you could have it, but I'd get in trouble for giving it away. Probably it'd look better on you than it would on me, though.

[She positions herself in the doorway, more out than in, letting Kaveh have the run of the room while situating herself so that she can hear down the hallway in case something sounds like it's just caught fire or started to boil over. That's the reason she justifies to herself, at least, and when she glances down she sees that her feet are half in and half out of the doorway, toes on the carpet and heels in the hall, and she pushes her thoughts away from that before she can get to thinking too hard about it.]

Netzach did a good job with him. That's Perry, my pet dragon. I'm sort of used to having him clunking around the house or my shop; it's strange not having him underfoot.